New poetry book or...

Talking there

Yes I am really trying to get over this mob mentality

Doc it is hard when with every suggestion I want to smash your teeth

It's not easy to keep smiling but I do it anyway

I see clear through your day job

Don't forget who you pay

And go ahead and be jealous of me

When one sin commits all sin you stay in hypocrisy

Ha can you medicate it out of me

And now who is laughing

The free room and board I am still eternally grateful for

Though my internals will remain on this ward

What is the matter was this life not worth dying for

Get out from underneath your desk

The bomb has not yet hit

And if it does we're all dead

Don't be pushing useless fear tactic

You had your few thousand years and now your time is up

All you've managed to do is make many hate themselves

Love was already there but you got bored

I talk to myself yes in public and no shit there's something wrong with it

It was so I knew what the fuck was going on

When no one else around knew what they were doing

And now you say there was no one to hear

Haha then how do you know I was talking there