Just Me

 
 
 
Just Me


Every light must be switched on three times
Every poem I write must have sixteen lines
Every bell I ring is rung two chimes
Every step I make must be in climbs

When I take a walk, I avoid all the cracks
When I read a book, I nit-pick the facts
When I rest at night, it's hard to relax
When I do a job, I often get "the ax"

I wish I could be normal and just sit still
I wish I could relax, kick back and just chill
I wish I could perfect the art of the skill
I wish I could live without tasting a pill

I'm still here inside all this complexion
I'm still here in spite the rejection
I'm still here with all my reflection
I'm still here with all my affection