Waiting for a test result
I wonder whether to stay or bolt.
I got so down I took an overdose
which was silly, I suppose.
My friend sits here with me
in the hospital casualty,
waiting for a doctor who,
will tell me what they are going to do.
Laying down on the trolley I don`t want these feelings anymore,
I want to throw them on the floor.
The doctor kept asking me why?
to change the subject I did try.
Eventually I told him what I could
I felt that as a doctor he was quite good.
Finally they discharged me
with a letter for my G.P.
I was dreading going home for tea,
but towards me,nobody was nasty.