Poetry: “Prozac/Anti-Zac”

Prozac/Anti-Zac hated taking Meds / Sometimes when he didn’t they’d tie him to his bed

Prozac/Anti-Zac didn’t follow trends / He preferred to be at home than hang out with his friends

Prozac/Anti-Zac couldn’t trust or love / Nor believe that salvation would help him from above.

Prozac/Anti-Zac once thought he could fly /As he jumped from the building he knew that he could die… (tbc?)

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