I'm not mad
I'm not crazy.
My mind just gets
A little hazy.
Of course you have recognized
That a brain
Can get a little
Disorganized?
Doctors order me
To take the meds
But really
Who to trust
Other than the voices
In our heads?
Oh
You say I'm psychopathic
But I like to think
I'm just a bit
Over dramatic.
Yelling at empty halls
Kicking little pups
Ha
You screamed
When I got angry
And started throwing cups.
You don't seem to realize
Waves of emotions
Slap against my beach,
Making me paralyzed.
Every night
The monsters come
And feed off my smarts.
Eating away
Seeming to like
The zesty taste
Of my private parts.
My pain
Each day
Is like a thousand needles
Seeping into my skull
But no
You wouldn't believe that
'Cause apparently last week
The goverment wasn't watching me
From a robot seagull.
Maybe I have lost my fragile mind
Oh just two days ago
I thought a sweet
Little girl
Obliterated
All of mankind.
I need help
I need rehabilitation
From myself
And my strange brain mutation.
But all my friends have gone
And my wife left me too
Because my crazy antics
Weren't something they were gonna
Go through.
Take me to the crazy house
That's where I need to be
Because I can't be hurting
Our nation
Hurting you
Hurting them
Hurting me.
