The air swirls above me a charcoal black tainted with moonlight: Why am I awake I whisper aloud... The pills didn't work again, Time to take more I guess...
1 Pill 2 Pills 3 Pills 4 Pills 5 Pills I remember you said never take 6, But black is my favorite color, you would know... 6 Pills The air swirls black around me one last time as my eyes close forever.
*Goodbye
"1 Pill should work, if not take more but please, never take more than 5." *Why?* "Because if you take 6 you might fall asleep and never wake up." *Oh ok, I promise*
Never trust me with the power to control my own life, For others have controlled it since the day I was born.