Nice shoes your wearing

Psychotic thoughts drive rhythmic actions
annoying knocks are sometimes answered
with no regard to their consequence’s
need a dark room to lie down in
chains are heavy
stored in the medicine cabinet
they keep me from catapulting my neighbor
found reality unreal and distant
voting myself off the island
made me become a cutter without scars
at least that’s what the distinguished gentleman in me thinks
looking back at the cluttered shelf of bad memories
is like being broke and barefoot
standing in the middle of a shoe store
unless you’re going to suck a dick to get them kicks
best leave them alone