Some days it’s a blessing

Others it’s a curse

Today’s a bit of both

I’ll only make it worse—

Perhaps this awful feeling’s

A 50/50 split

We balance our emotions

Like Humpty Dumpty did

But come on little Lucy

Fairies don’t exist

The sky ain’t full of diamonds

Your LSD is shit

If proof deserves a reason

I’m aimless as a kid

The message in the pavement

It’s cold covered in spit—

On days that it’s a blessing

Send someone for the hearse

When truth sounds like confession

On those days it’s a curse