Let them think me mad.
Make it easier on everybody.
No shame on ‘der part,
no guilt on yers.
He just gone and lost his mind.
Nothing we did wrong,
nothing he could do about it.
Just lost it.
Like keys in a parking lot.
Everybody does it –
got somethin’ to lose
since ev’body does it
you excused.
I tell you though.
Somebody drove you to that lot
because you got no car
and don’t need no keys.
So Who that somebody be?
I’ll never admit was you
Too late
Too little to prove
Just as soon
take that truth
With me
To insanity
where
I’ll welcome the calm
like I once welcomed
your arms
before
suffering your calamity
before surrendering
to your harm
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