I guess you could call me clueless
Trapped as I am in my own mind
Where gummi bears compete with
Lollipops without a clear winner
Even though the gummi bears
At times seem to advance slightly
Your tall tales of importance
Bounce off my impenetrable walls
Of self-imposed denial of truth
To tumble unrecognized into
The morass of my unconscious
Waiting to no avail for deliverance
Do not try to save me from myself
Nor feed unwanted advice or salvation
A hundred chicken picking in unison
Will in time find that poor lonely worm
As I will ascertain without a doubt
My own destiny and happiness