Drugs Vs Reality

Life can seem pretty shitty
But I can go out and take drugs:
They make me feel better- The ones I take make me happy.
The shit then seems not to matter.

Yet...if drugs can make me
feel better
What does that say of reality?
Is it all a matter of perception
Joy and sadness a polarised duality?

If I can feel suicidal one day-
Take anti- depressants
And then feel like dancing down the street
Is the whole thing just a matter
Of perception?
Where do feelings and reality meet?

Perhaps it's just an attitude.
Perhaps it's chemicals in the brain. (II'm depressed).
Yet after Prozac, caffeine, alcohol:
I do not feel the same.

A shitty world?
A world of joy and opportunity?
Is it just a matter of perception?
An interpretation of reality?

MDC