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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Psychology · #2153719
Sometimes therapy can be helpful and sometimes it can be ineffective
Title: Sip on this Dr. Cipolla (Therapy Doesn't Make Sense)

Last session any future therapy seemed so doomed
So quiet inside the room
Oh....I just wanted to go

Therapy doesn't make sense no more, especially when the doc keeps pushing the meds thing at me
Therapy doesn't make sense no more
Therapy is just a place for me to explore
The many sides of my narcistic, obsessive, borderline, and soft bipolar personality
That becomes entertainingly horrific, amusing, and intriguing all wrapped up into becoming my reality
When I leave outside this office door
Therapy doesn't make sense no more
I'm just so weary of these feelings inside of me
Just wanna be free of all this anxiety

Hi, I am incompetent
I get so easily pissed
And I am so awkwardly creative and I like to reminisce
But the doc knows all of this
And she seems to think that talking isn't enough
But she should know that I am not a weak girl, I am tough
And it's no doubt in the past I was very suicidal, it's undeniable
But these words are reliable
I was fucked up so please exempt that behavior
I would never in my right mind demolish my existence, for I am my own savior

But therapy doesn't make sense no more, especially when the doc doesn't see me for me
Therapy doesn't make sense no more
But therapy doesn't make sense no more, especially when my past keeps coming back to haunt me
Therapy doesn't make sense no more

Gosh doc at times I just can't stand you
Because you make me feel all sad and blue
And I just don't know what to do
Maybe I wanna scream, yell, cry
But I
Do none of these
Oh gees
And all I get from you is that ambiguous blank, empty, impatient stare
What doc, is that your way of showing you're listening and that you care

So, sip on this Dr. Cipolla
Because I thought I told ya
I don't need no meds
But it's just this anger and anxiety
That's running through all over inside of me
But please doc don't lie to me
You think that I should be
On meds to bring me down to a normal level of behavior
It seems you think that is my only cure

Therapy doesn't make sense no more, especially when the doc throws those ambiguous blank, empty, impatient stares at me
Therapy doesn't make sense no more
Therapy doesn't make sense no more, especially when I can't keep a job or a relationship because my moods won't stay steady
Therapy doesn't make sense no more
I'm just so weary of these feelings inside of me
Just wanna be free of all this anxiety

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