Peering out the window,
the skies are dark and grey,
when am I to know...
when the rain will go astray,
my face leans against the glass,
why wont the happiness ever last?
oh how I hate rainy days,
like a borrower whom never pays,
I stare at the clock,
waiting to take my next dose,
the room is dead quiet,
except for the tick-tock,

My moods swing like a pendulem,
thoughts race through my mind,
anxiety strikes me like an axe,
I chomp on my chewing gum,
the grudges I hold begin to grind...
grinding my teeth, I can't relax.

I argue within myself...
Should I have this cigarette?
Placing back, I reach down on the shelf.
The bottle opens in my hand,
the pill is gulped down...

I begin to feel like my feet are in sand,
the lights shine from a town,
the calming melodies of a band,
my thoughts begin to calm down.
The moon glows on the ocean and sand,
my mood is tamed like a feather in the breeze.

The little pill changes it all,
Like summer leaves in the fall.
Rain outside the window dissolves,
Clouds break from each other,
my chaotic mindset - becomes resolved.
This daily routine, with a pill... changes it all.