I went into rehab with a trash can in my hand
The glass' sweat running down my arm, I tried my best to stand
and keep my best complexion. Faking smiles and walking lines
I had to get my files and take back what was mine
They took the chain around my neck and threw it in a box
and said you won't need this inside these walls when that door slams and locks
I'm alright, I'm okay. I'll see it later on this day
If it can be done slow, I'll do it faster than you may
Everyone surrounding me looked different from the rest
Some using heroin like insulin, others fail to rest
In the middle of all these broken people I felt so secure
I fell to my knees, cried my heart out, I couldn't take it anymore
Now I'm walking out with a new lid on my head
Fist clenched in my right hand, medical release in my left
Dad, I'm sorry I stole your pills
Mom, I'm sorry I made you cry
but I promise I'll be fine, if only on the outside.
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