Wake Me Up When September Ends

I am back in the hospital on IV meds.  I knew it was coming especially because I am following a schedule of two weeks on IV meds, four weeks off, but I am obviously not too happy about it.  I feel like a fish in a fish tank.  Keep going around and around the tank, just continuing to follow the same routine over and over again.  Trapped in the tank unable to go or see anything else.  There is the occasional change, like when the rock is taken out and a boat is put in its place.  The boat is cool, but the rock is missed.  Nothing can be done about this though because I'm a mere fish in a fish tank.  I am not going to have much control of anything until someone comes with a net, scoops me out, and sets me free in the ocean.  I don't know when that day will come, but lately it seems like the fish tank is getting smaller and smaller and I want out.  I am just so tired of everything...