I'm trying to Understand you Even though I don't really Want to Smooth tricks All the mental Ticks And tocks Of the brain
Your penchant For spending Time alone And also not Deep in thought Guzzling on The distinguished Stigma Of holding All the Cosmic grudges
Finding depth In cantankerous Plot twists Keep on adding them To your "*******" list Just see What you'll get Keep having Your fits
Each one Of your Personalities Will double And you'll No longer know Which one caused You the trouble You'll fall When you wake up And ill-starred Unaware Blundering Through the dark It's sad to say
You'll forget Who you are
The slow process of forgetting who you are. An admonition to myself, and those who wonder.