She calls my eyes mysterious
My therapist calls them depressed
I say she’s schizophrenic
See says she’s underdressed
They ask us how we met
She left it for me to address
“From one lunatic to the other-“
“In your mind?”
-“Be my guest.”
Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 7:49 PM UTC
She calls my eyes mysterious
My therapist calls them depressed
I say she’s schizophrenic
See says she’s underdressed
They ask us how we met
She left it for me to address
“From one lunatic to the other-“
“In your mind?”
-“Be my guest.”
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