Confronting the words
      That dictate my headspace
The same ones that make me
      Feel as if I do not belong here
           To look at a bottle of pills
               Hoping they would just fall
                    Right down my throat
                       So I could say I didn't do it
The same ones that make me
          Feel as if I am not enough
                  And never will be
                       So I entertain ideations
                             And wonder, why not?