You read what I’ve written
and tell me that you know,
what is inside of me as
you try and read my soul
From my writing on the wall
you tell me I am insane
But is it me, or yourself, you see,
when you analyze my brain
I know you think my writing
is dark and that’s just fine
but I have to ask you please
stop reading between the lines
Just give me a break people
when you read what I write
It’s not about how I feel,
so try and get that right
What you need to know
when my words you’ve read.
Is I’ll be just fine because,
I don’t want this body dead
If you understood my words
they’re not all gloom and dread
You might see a bit of humor
in what, you’ve just read