This is the first poem I wrote to let the world in to see, trying to find and understand me.. 💋

They all told me I needed to go to the doctor, I thought I was going crazy. My head's always in the clouds, like I was space jamming with the dream team, looking for clarity so hard that I felt like a fiend. Maybe I have cataracts, it seems like my vision is always hazy. I told my DOC. to give me a script to see Mary Jane; her therapeutic sessions are so amazing. Doc., said, 'no way, I can't do that, don't you know that stuff is illegal?''Here just take these pills from the pharmaceutical company, I promise you they aren't evil, and don't forget to read the fine print about the dosage, it could be lethal...' I looked up at the white coat, realizing I was slowly losing hope... I say...'ummm.. okay, but why does this say I might cough up blood, lose weight, and wait does that say die...!?' Man, that never happened to Marley when he got high on his supply.' 'This doesn't make any sense, Can I please speak to whoever is in charge?' 'Nevermind, I'm leaving,' trying to find my key, I'm like, 'dude where's my car?' As the door closed behind me I could hear the devil whisper, 'she won't make it very far.' Suddenly, when I snapped back to life, back to...