Therapy

Head for the lane out to the train
Go to the shop and I lost the plot
Questions of why run around in my head
Confusion is illusion my friend has said

Get into town thoughts spinning around
Run up the stairs put the newspaper down
Running to the therapists office lay down on the couch
Therapist asks "how are you feeling right now"

Nervous as I give my reply
"Well," I finally say "I fell out of bed and bumped my head
My cat ate the bird and now I have feathers and fur
Right through my bed and then I got up and tripped on the rug

I run to the station but I was too late for the train
So I had to wait and the storm clouds came in
It starts to rain next thing I know I look like a drowned rat
The cat would be happy if he could see me like that"

Much to my surprise the therapists reply was
"Go to the movies, or go for a walk, maybe talk to a stranger
Or go back to bed but listen my friend I'll say it again
You don't need to see me you are perfectly normal my friend"

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