No it's not that I'm a depressive
I'd just prefer to have a descriptive
Each word needs a definition
Each thing needs an explanation
It's never about a why or a who
Other than a simple idea of what
Should be rather than isn't
Yeah, it is quite a lot
All the memories I recall clearly
I try so hard to forget
I'm sure there is a purpose somewhere
Just haven't found her yet
Don't care if it's lame
Stupid or whatever anyone may feel
Popular opinion isn't always popular
Though I have plenty opinions I fear
Yes, definitely slightly mad
Off the rails and all is well
Dribbling on myself like an infant
In my little slice of hell
It's just words you see
Based on humans words dont mean that much
So I'll keep blubbering on
You be the shrink, and I'll be the couch