My mind is a straightjacket, and no matter how long I struggle or how strongly I flail, I can't break free from or quiet the thoughts causing a racket
My life is a padded cell, and no matter how loud I scream or how hard I slam my head against the walls, nobody hears my cries or even comes to help
You are the nurse ratchet of my existence, and no matter what I say or how many pills of advice you force down my throat, it seems that I'll never be well enough to relinquish your resistance