A Poem

First, read the poem at this link:

http://bulletin.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=bulletin.read&messageID=1600153643&MyToken=b57a81aa-db0b-4a73-be34-f72c27d9b509



That's a sad poem, but I think it'd very true. In a day in age where people don't really know if their coming or going, staying or leaving, I think this poem applies to a large population. I especially want to take a look at one part:

"My eyes can't focus and neither can my mind. They give me some drugs, and say I'll be fine, but if it's the drugs that make me alive, then maybe I shouldn''t be here, maybe I should just die."

What does this mean??? I'm thinking this whole poem is about a depressed man placed on anti-depresents. Which brings me to my question: Are anti depresants wrong?

My answer, yes.

I'll expand on this more later, but first, your thoughts? I'll leave it up here for a couple of days to see if anyone (anyone at all) has different opinions that I can consider. Also, leave me a note about the orginal poem. The author has this posted through me on a few sites, and would love some feedback.

Thanks for the vist. Hope to hear some opinions.

Dee

My first Blog

Not much to say here, other than to see if this bad boy works. This is the first time I have ever tried to blog, or even been on to a blogging site, so cut me a little slack. In the event someone actually reads this, please feel free to shoot me idea's or topics I should blog about. I like to hear what other people think about what I have to say on things, and this is the place to do it.

Thanks for now

Darin