I eat a chemical breakfast
of pills they say are good for me
I inhale artificial air
just two pumps a day is better for my lungs
at least that's what they say
I down a pot of coffee
with a breath of cigarette smoke
fresh out of my lips
and I wonder if I even care about
what's "good" for me.
I'm not sure I do.
Or if I even know what good means.
Apparently something that isn't the way my body naturally is.
The pharmaceuticals claim to be better,
my doctor agrees.
Each pill comes with a side effect
and each diagnosis shapes my self image.
But I'm told it's good.
I guess that's the difference between feeling and doing.
How could I possibly do both?
About the Creator
Lolly Vieira
Welcome to my writing page where I make sense of all the facets of myself.
I'm an artist of many mediums and strive to know and do better every day.
https://linktr.ee/lollyslittlelovelies
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