The Uneducated O.A.P

MAD MAD MAD



There's a crushing emptiness in my head

A half glance at the pills and bottles by the bed

Well that didn't work, I'me just a skull full of insane

There's too many carriages on me train

There's no one to help me, I've tried being dead

The mushy stuffs full of despair and dread

Sometimes the lightest loads are the heaviest to carry

Gotta move on I cannot tarry

Good day neighbour, great day, you and yours alright over there?

The words on my lips are not the ones in the room upstairs

The spinning in my head has no stops

Its time for pills and removing bottle tops

There's a battle raging tween the grey matter cells

The winner returns to normality

The loser Descends into Hell

 

Cause that's the way it is

Innit.

 

 

 

 

 

Comments3

  • orchidee

    Yes - why they say it's us that are a sandwich short of a picnic, when it's them that are short?! lol.
    You got those long johns on now?

    • The Uneducated O.A.P

      Long johns on, up over me head and tied in rabbit ears.and tonight I shall be wearing my Thunderbirds onesie, Lady Penelope of course. Funny ole day today. Lol.

    • Goldfinch60

      We all have those 'funny ol' days' but we have lived so many of them Bill and will forever do so.

      Andy

    • Neville


      Bonkers ... absolutely raving bonkers .. I reckon you are bonking way too much my friend ....

      • The Uneducated O.A.P

        You are right of course, completely off me trolley, bonking mad, in a world run by sane intelligent people, hey, hang on a minute though. Bonking ? Wots that? Lol



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