What makes me stronger?

For a long time I was fed with Cipralex,
Told to sleep on Adco-Zopimed...
Alternate with Trepiline for a more filling day...
Who would have thought I would one day depend on Sandoz fluoxetine just to smile all day
Clearly not the life I envisioned for myself.

Curled up on my bed,

Trying not to let my life pass me by,
I am a strong being I say,
I am here for a purpose I “believe”,
Yet tomorrow creeps right by me and refuses to listen to my chants.

‘I used to believe...!’ I scream...

Crumbling to my knees as my feet refuse to hold me up.
Head hung with shame for all I have left is an outline of belief with nothing solid to hold on to...
 

Blood used to run through my veins

Pump through my heart...
Now I smile with no life in my eyes b’cause my mind has been programmed to do so,
Yet my heart feels nothing.

You ask why I still ask tomorrow to wait and listen...

I keep believing that one day I will believe,
And when I do believe,
Tomorrow will be here to see me through today.