So damned these Blessed Drugs:
Celexa, my dear, you were here for awhile
Blest my soul for awhile
Til you scurried away
Bisexual baby’s gone astray
Loved you too much
Kissed by your touch
I’d love to stay in your four star rooms
But it costs too much….
Prozac my dear, 
Too tired I fear
Too soon in the game
In my heart you were lain
But I still hear you there
Save me from my despair
But now what to do, no more drugs
Too much gloom….
What to do, so I say
And there’s many delays
Suicide? No too much
I’ve been kissed by the touch
Of those magical drugs
And the voice of the thugs
Who say “Give Up, It’s time….”
I will not be assigned 
To your venomous rules
Though my mind often schools
Me in various ways,
Of Becoming astray…
I will fight to the end
I will never give in
Goddamn these golden pills
Damn these various ills
What is once to defend
Is my every end
And I’ll do it for you
Betty, Red, White and Blue
Though my  mind has no choice
I’ll be damned if I voice
My opinion right now
I’ll survive somehow
And make amends for the pain
The sorrow and the rain
I’ll be stronger for you
Right and now, through and through
-Kim
5—3-02