I overthink

I over think, I under am

I never do, i always can

I out perform, I inconvene

I seldom speak, I often lie

I speak in tongues 

in other cheeks 

I‘ve turned around 

the clocks of man

and gone insane

for things I thought

to say at times

I shouldn‘t have

These pragraphs 

don‘t write themselves 

and someone‘s gotta read it,

if they won‘t you‘ll disappear 

and all your parents‘ efforts pointless

and your friendships had no meaning 

if they didn‘t have a number 

but you didn‘t know as children 

for your brains were very stupid 

now you think it was the choices 

not the fact you couldn‘t read yet 

at the level that you learned to 

cuz your school was good and public 

and you didn‘t really love it 

but you had it, it was worth it, 

now they‘re telling you to burn it 

just because it wasn‘t perfect 

and the world of nineteen eighty 

came to dominate you plenty, 

and you talked a lot about it 

that nobody cared to doubt it 

now they know you have one hundred tales 

you sometimes tell to woo the males 

they love to hear philosophers 

that said those things they‘ve never heard 

and when the night has hit the tide 

you smoke that drug and say goodbye 

to friends and mind and body too, 

you never dream, but when you do, 

it‘s always cops arresting you 

and people that you‘ll never see 

but hey, your parents proud enough,

they said the things you had to hear, 

and now I‘ll never care again, 

a bird that‘s free returns again, 

she always quoted Jackie brown, 

he couldn‘t say Afghanistan, 

a brother left you incomplete, 

you always had the upper hand, 

you cried a lot you little bitch 

he says to you it slaps a bit 

it‘s all abuse you ever got 

you never healed you never talked 

you only preach and sometimes sing 

and hey let‘s look at this right now 

it‘s pepsi with that logo now 

it‘s always something with that clown 

it‘s maybe time for therapy 

the sitting down, the ADD, 

the never stop, I always post,

I‘ll never quit, I‘ll always smoke, 

I‘ll never drink, I‘m off the slope, 

I‘m off to sleep, I‘m out to cope,

I shouldn‘t put myself out there,

if no one does, I always will

And when I do this thing I do

Then no one wants to know what‘s true

They see the shtick and what you tried

To do before you fucked up too

And then you end up punishing your very own veneer, 

by assuring that you never earned a stripe

You smell of fear