PSYCHO

Staring through a hole in the wall
At all of the happy people
As they come and go,
It's such a lonely show.
Decaying in this basement
Where the sun don't shine,
Not even sure a Crane
Can lift me out this time.
This evil will strike in all the wrong places,
Be it in the car or the shower,
My breath evacuates my lungs
For seconds, sometimes hours.
I'm a broken mama's boy
Masquerading as fearless
I'm begging you to hear this
See this
Share this pain.
We all go a little mad sometimes,
I'm just slightly more insane.