I discovered roller coasters for the first time after I saw my therapist
She told me I had OCD, DID, ADD, and an eating disorder She told me to keep it simple and stop trying to please others I told her to set herself on fire I decide to take my damaged *** to an amusement park and tell the drive I’m allowed I’m 5’4 You’re a ***** I spit on him and jump into the car I defy gravity by myself on this tipsy turvy future mobile I go up and into space and ride through clichés until my overalls Snap off and set me free where I float without medication Snap out of it, you hairy **** You never know how it feels to lose control until you’ve lost all control She never Knew With the giant pebbles and water cascading downwards in a freefall And the terrible feng shui that parts her massive thighs point my eyes into her pant stain while my entire head falls down for the bottom A sick endless cycle of torture just like the Mexican chanting annual melodies …at a Tucson establishment …sitting on truck tables at the doctor’s office …cutting off DNA into style …fighting off fever with drive by flu shots So I count to 5 while I make hot cocoa And tap the doorway I try on 4 different pairs of pants eat an entire bag of Cheetos and throw up It’s all situational and relative and ridiculous I don’t care if some 14 year old wears orange lipstick and ***** off her math teacher
Tell me Doctor what’s the diagnosis for my sick bluish foot Oh you’re right I guess I do need to vacate the premises The Land of the Lepers exists and we have renamed it “America”