the jagged contours of sanity
only upset the gentle shape
of my madness
if they put me in a looney bin
i could find some peace
in a scattered mess of crazy
i could collect my thoughts
but as long as they keep letting me play
normal
they keep slowly killing me
the bills come in
my back goes out
men beat me up
women turn me down
the bosses scream
and the angels have no mouths
and since i never lost my mind
instead
i lost my heart
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