The white little pills make it all go away
The pain, the pressure, not knowing what to say
White little pills, they make me happy and free
My release, my heaven, these are the key
I count them in my palm, 1,2,3, but not enough
Grab four more, seven can’t be too tough
The ride is subtle, but the lights, how they shine
Bubbly laughter, can’t sit still, but I’m fine
This simple delight is so easy, no fake smiles here
All because of little white pills I hold so dear

©E.M.