Certifiably Insane
I had to enter information on a piece of white government paper today
It had the question "have you ever been seriously psychologically disturbed?" and I didn't know what to say
So I asked the lady behind the desk, "What do you think?"
She told me to get out of her office and go see a shrink
I went to my shrink but stopped awhile ago
He wanted me to tell him things blow by blow
If you know what I mean, and if your anything likes me you probably do
My mom called me a liar; my friend said I should sue
Instead I just walked out and never went back
A lot like my life and the job I just sacked
So what do you say when someone asks if your disturbed?
Tell them you're insane and if life is like getting drafted you've godamn served
Tell them to get out of your face before you smash glass into it
Smoke a joint to calm down in your room for a bit
Play loud music and jump till your sick
Then lay on you bed thinking "certifiably you dick"
Wish I had a pretty paper to hang on my wall
Show all my friends that I amounted to something after all
"This document is issued to the following person, insane and fucked up that's for certain".
Watch as they cross-eyes and make the evil eye
And laugh as they get up, leave, and goodbye
Turn on the TV and wait by the phone
To hear god calling saying "Its time to go home"
This poem was written October 9, 2000
Yes, I wrote this poem. So don't plagiarise!