Insanity

 I get up from sleep and get ready for work
I drive in my truck, along with the lunch, a spoon and fork
I do this every day, I feel so berserk
My hands ache, my usual knee jerk
A person walks by and I smile with a smirk

When the bell tolls, I drive home in haste
Onto the interstate from the road I just raced
Where is my cell phone that I must have misplaced?
My dinner, I’m hungry, I’m longing to taste
And the loved ones at home whom I will have embraced

Time to go to bed, time seems to short
Enough of this rhyming, enough of this sort
To my dreams, onward and transport
Let’s see which one the devil will import
As he leaves I will give him a cursing retort

This is it my friends, my final analogy
This isn’t real, but it’s my reality
This is the root, the dirt, the seed of my duality
I can’t have this anymore, the fulfillment of my capacity
This is madness, in its totality

No it’s not madness, as you see I do the same things,
And expect different results,
The mere definition of INSANITY