So I guess I'm depressed
I don't know what to do
I'm writing things of originality
Guess I've a mental disability

So let's go see a professional
Step right into the confessional
I'll empty my thoughts, my mind
Right into your precious little time

Dear Omniscient Shrink
Please tell me how to think
List my flaws on your sketch pad
Inform me of the newest fad

I need some Xanax to calm me down
So please fill it out before I drown
I'm confused so what do you suggest?
Maybe you should just conform me like the rest.