This may not rhyme  
But look closer, maybe      
You will see that the shape            
Intertwines around
And adds shape you never saw                    
Perhaps it is centered on the right                        
And perhaps it's really on the left                        
You don't really care, just like                              
You shouldn't care what I say                              
Early in the morning before I think                      
Very well about anything      
  I think it's a better idea    
To wait until after lunch    
When I can think well
Or, at least, better than  
Very, very early in the morn.          
Be confused.  Be very confused.      
I wish I could play piano better.      
               But the four or five pieces that I used to know
Are difficult to remember sometimes
             Especially when I don't have the sheet music
                         And I just wish I was better than I am.
                           Lines wrap around the crafted words
                                             And I wonder if I'm crazy
                                                 But I obviously am not
                      Because crazy people don't feel like this
                                 If I was crazy, would you know?
                                                           Would you care?
                                                           ­               The degradation of a soul
                                          Slowly
           ­                                                          My Ctrl key gets stuck
                            Maybe that's my problem in life, do you think?
              I thought it would be easier, but it's not
                         I really thought I'd know better once I arrived
                  But it feels like I've never been here before
               Maybe the times before were not as bad
        And the 'experience' I thought I had
Isn't doing me any good at all.
It's getting better though, you know          
And maybe it would have started being easier                            
A long time ago, if I had been polite          
And sensible in the way I treated you            
As it is, all I've done today is rant    
And I'm not sure if it has anything to do                
With you.                                                             ­     
      

But no.