My brain scares me.
It scares the living daylights out of me.
And there is no way to take it out.
To look around it and make sure it’s alright.
No I have to have it in my head until the day I die.
I’m scared it’s broken.
I’m scared it’s unfixable.
I’m scared one day it will turn out this has all been
Seen from a screen that’s had the colors adjusted.
I’m scared one day to find out
That what I thought was blue was green.
That everything I’ve seen
Is really just the delusional drabble
That got me in this scramble.
Just like my father, and his father before
Going back through time and the time before
That I am crazy.
Crazy as a daisy.
Exactly!
How does that even make sense?
Crazy as a daisy?!?
Am I manic?
It’s got me in a bit of a panic?
Is this just the high before the crash?
Are all my dreams about to get dashed?
I don’t know.
I can’t know.
Well I can, but I’m too scared.
Too scared that they’ll assure me
Yes, yes you are insane.
Yes you are slowly going to lose it.
Yes you need pills to see the world like a regular person.
You need to stop seeing the world your way,
Now come away.
Come away to these white walls.
Come away to staunch cotton collars.
Come away to a life with a pill under your tongue and a break in your heart.
I’m scared that they’re going to say
You’re eccentricities
Are causing tragedies
Where some need not apply.
The upside down view you have
Is more than bad.
It’s awful by and by.
So I’m scared.
I’m scared some shrink will peer in through my ear.
Saying look, look here.
It’s right there, yes a spot on your brain.
A spot that makes you happy when it rains.
A spot that cause you to dance.
A spot that makes you roar
A spot that makes you more
Than different.
More than different.
More than different.
Wrong.
I’m scared there’s something wrong.
Something wrong with me.
I'm scared I'm going Loony.
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