The doctor came in
Clipboard and lab coat
The diagnosis clear
Clinical optimism
I thank him
I smile as I leave
I hear birdsong
I take the prescription
You don't understand
You people all cry and sob
You people are who I want to join
You make me change
It takes time but eventually the birdsong disappears for everyone.
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 10:43 AM UTC
The doctor came in
Clipboard and lab coat
The diagnosis clear
Clinical optimism
I thank him
I smile as I leave
I hear birdsong
I take the prescription
You don't understand
You people all cry and sob
You people are who I want to join
You make me change
It takes time but eventually the birdsong disappears for everyone.