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I'd tell you that you're my best friend

The one who's always by my side

The bird who sings morning melodies

Every time I rise and fail to shine

But really you're not, I'm sorry to say

That'd be my medication, my pretty little pills

Orange and white space capsules

Send me whirling through a vortex

Of time and of concentration

Let me see clearly the whole of our galaxy

Cause I can blame the smiles that faded tonight

From the faces of those who were more timid than me

On the ADD

On my "disease" if there's no other word

On my condition if you insist on the term

But honestly you don't because you can't understand

How much of a loon, how terrible an astronaut

That I truly am, and that's okay, I promise,

Why should you understand?

I write all my best poems looking out from my rocket ship

I write in zero gravity with special space ink

But really, listen up, cause tonight was entirely me

And I regret every single word

Be they soft like her voice, be they sweet like her song

Be they lies like my hands, be they bitter like the clouds

That I spoke on down to ground control

On this terminally fine summer evening

Tonight I was Major Tom minus the bravery

And I've lost contact with my crew, my psychiatrist

As I drift into the vast expanse beyond the starry sky

Please know I carry with me in my little red rocket ship

My regrets, as there are many,

And my apologies, even greater in number

They belong to everyone in my painted room

But are more often than not forgotten

They slip down my welcoming drain

Mix in with the hair that I pulled from my head

Mix in with the tears that have fallen since

I plucked myself raw but failed to grow wings

That could fly me away from the mess I've become

Cause it doesn't matter how many books

My gentle mother brings back from the store

It takes an endless number of doctors

To tell me that everything's normal

And even then I don't believe them

Who could ever believe them?

Yes I threw my apologies at everyone with hands

But more often than not no one caught them

And that's sad don't you think, but carry on.

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