You see her eyes drooping Fluttering shut, struggling open Lack of attention to your class You ask if she wants kicked out Her spoken answer was simply i really don't give a **** But inside her mind she's thinking I didn't get to bed till 2 last night I'm withdrawing from my meds Because I'm short this month Due to mother helping herself I woke up screaming an hour and a half ago From nightmares you can't even imagine Nightmares that are memories, My worst moments relived, So send me where you wish I simply can't find a **** to give I'm not even sure I want to live I'm tired of the hole I've dug Falling into it again and again I've lost the energy needed to climb Up even the gentlest incline
Needless to say the answer "I really don't give a ****" got me sent to the office. And guess what? I still really don't give a ****. I'm not going to today, I was in pain. I couldn't find the painkiller at home so I drank about half a bottle of the children's Tylenol syrup stuff. Bubblegum flavor. Followed with cherry cough syrup. I am in a state of non-caring amazing-ness at the moment. I have three different meds prescribed to me. I only take one. You would thing mother could keep her hands off the only one I take and be content with my ADHD meds but nope. Oh well. Tylenol helps with withdraws.