Hrsa

Admitted at twenty-two
Just to get over you
My belly aches blue
Lorazepam flu
I’m down for the count
Always three times a day
Sometimes four, sometimes four
A bee sting straight through the arm
The high swing I ride upon
My eyes can’t quite focus on
The nurse with my Lucky Charms
While a two-step was just a laugh
Our boundaries were broke in half
It’s a good thing to know
As you walk into group for the show
Knock-knock on the window pane
My smoke break, the hour rang
My quiet roommate sleeps the same
And woke up when dinner came
The man’s no more than forty old
Arrived scared two days ago
A family of earth and gold
But still nonetheless alone
I learned quick, knew what to say
Then three angels walked my way
In Spanish tongue, they knelt to pray
And said, «God, keep him safe
From screaming voices»
They became my family
Outstretched, their hands are on my head
You know, boy, I can feel them breathing
They actually knelt down and prayed for me
They actually knelt down and prayed for me
Don’t you dare put me on HRSA
Does self-abuse extend your hospital stay?
I think I’ll lie a bit
Lord, I won’t cry over anything
Over anything at all
I won’t cry over anything at all