I slept like a baby
I sleep like a man.
One day I will sleep
And never wake again.
If that day should come
Sooner than I think,
I know that I’ll be ready
For I have seen a shrink.
My shrink has made me happy
Better, I am sure.
I understand my problems
Still I have no cure.
A cure is not important
As long as I feel sane.
I do not need perfection
I don’t need to explain.
It started with my mother
It started with my dad
It started way before
I ever knew that it was bad.
And now that I have been
Through lots of therapy
I understand my sickness
Never started out with me.
So, should I die too early
With nothing to my name,
My conscience will be clear
For I am not to blame.