I'll give you hell for thinking
You'd make an example out of me
I guess you thought my brain was nought
And I'd be baffled in mystery
I guess you were never counting
On my percipient perception
I rely on intuition
To guide me in Truth's direction
The cosmic joke is that you think
All of us but you are bad
When it's you who dwells in the bars of the mind
That are vain, pathetic, sad
I threw my heart at you in joy
You threw it away in disgust
Of the nature of your esteem for me
I generally got the ******
It's sad to know, as I go
That this was a mirage
Back I go, to and fro
Around the spirit's cage
It doesn't pay me well to dwell
But I'll probably rue
The loss of the illusion
That our kinship was pure and true