Years & Years,

She shed these tears,

but now only a wink comes out,

Cause overproduced,

My Adrenals are out.

Your fearful ways,

Are overdone,

And overdosed,

Here they come.

& when you try,

To make me run,

I just feel ready,

To make honey buns,

I am too old,

For all this crap.

So please be quiet,

While I take a nap.

When you move my stuff around,

Or take something,

Of meaning now,

I don’t freak out,

I am not dismayed,

That someone came in my house anyway.

I just think, wow,

you’re obsessed,

with me,

Who me?

Am I….

The best?

Why not instead,

just give me some,

Of all that time & Money hun?

I don’t bother,

tell anyone,

Cause I believe,

that’s what you want.

For me to hyperventilate,

And say, someone stole my pants, replay,

Crazy does that person look,

It is really a discredit hook.

To Become the boy who did cry woof!

And no one helps when you are shook.

In fact,

when we meet again,

I’ll know you & I’ll know when,

So normal it’s become to me,

I’ve no reaction warning me,

but I can see it in your plead,

the way you lie,

your face misleads.

In fact, It’s much better than,

fracture number 3 again.

So come on in & coffee I’ll make,

You be yourself,

the judge,

And tell me

all about

my mistakes.