In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, September 24, 2016
summer camp for sad people
Thanks to PostSecret
I miss rehab
I miss it real bad
it's like
summer camp
for sad people
I miss the doctors
and their bedside ways
the nurses, cooks, and clean-up
all the CNAs
I miss my therapists
Forrest and Chase
all of the friends
I can never replace
It's like
summer camp for sad people
really, you'll have fun in rehab
you'll find that it ain't too bad
summer camp for sad people
the family I never had
Oh, it wasn't
so much misery
I mean, all my friends
would visit me
and bring me food
wrapped in a tortilla
and brownies with a little
sensemilla
it's like
summer camp for sad people
yeah, I know it weren't your plan
to evacuate in a bedpan
summer camp for sad people
the best friends I never had
and when there's not enough visitors
and you're hungry for a hug
just remember that you're living
where somewhere you know there's drugs
summer camp for sad people
an oasis that I found
in this unhappy hipster town
summer camp for sad people
see you on your way back down
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