Back in the '40's
My great-grandma used to sing
On the bus
Everyday
Never the same song
Never to anyone in particular
She just used to get on
Walk down the isle
Sit down and start to sing
After my grandfather was born
They put my great-grandma
In the hospital
The loony bin
The cackle barn
The mental institution
In there she got really sick
They said her liver was failing
She liked wine
And soon
She died
They said it was cirhossis
But to this day
That woman haunts
Me
Was she crazy?
Was she just a drunk?
Was she crazy and decided to self-medicate with the alcohol?
I've tried to find records of her
On the internet
And in attics and basements
But nothing ever seems to
Come up
Nothing wants to be found
At least not yet
In the meantime, I'm stuck here
Wondering
Oct 8, 2012
Oct 8, 2012 at 12:11 PM UTC
Back in the '40's
My great-grandma used to sing
On the bus
Everyday
Never the same song
Never to anyone in particular
She just used to get on
Walk down the isle
Sit down and start to sing
After my grandfather was born
They put my great-grandma
In the hospital
The loony bin
The cackle barn
The mental institution
In there she got really sick
They said her liver was failing
She liked wine
And soon
She died
They said it was cirhossis
But to this day
That woman haunts
Me
Was she crazy?
Was she just a drunk?
Was she crazy and decided to self-medicate with the alcohol?
I've tried to find records of her
On the internet
And in attics and basements
But nothing ever seems to
Come up
Nothing wants to be found
At least not yet
In the meantime, I'm stuck here
Wondering
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