Cat Summers


Pop - Poem by Cat Summers

Suicidal thoughts, suicidal thoughts
Go pop those antidepressants
Momma doesn’t care, momma doesn’t care
She’s tired of working 15 hours a day to put food on the table for you
Go pop those pills, they’re waiting for you
Pop a few extra for daddy too
Whose struggling to pay child support for you
Momma loves her girlfriend
Daddy has no time for you
Go pop those antidepressants, pop those freaking pills
Lost touch with all your real friends, your new ones wouldn’t care
Suicidal thoughts, suicidal thoughts
Go pop those pills, go pop those pills
They’re waiting for you.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 7, 2005



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