just another day

On Days like these
I wake up sour
plumber's in, so
can't have a shower.
Fuck rhymes on
Days like these
and why shower when
you can't scrub your brain
on Days like these
I gotta keep it together
just keep it together
keep it together
K.I.T
call it what you like
it's all I can think of on
Days like these I
sit outside the caff, it's
freezing but at least
I can smoke as I try
and blend in with
the norms, on Days
like these I watch them
keeping it together
seems so simple when
they do it, effortless, but
scratch at the skin a bit?
On Days like these
can't stop thinkin about
myself, it's part of my
condition they say, at
least once a week I
disappear up my own arse
on Days like these I
know what the eternaty
of the day will bring
on Days like these
it's all rotton bouquets
sour fruit baskets and
bottles of piss.
On Days like these
light don't penetrate
my retinas, bounced
back at a speed that
would make Einstein
shit himself. On Days
like these human contact
is repulsive and the
only thing I crave
on Days like these I make
myself write, not exactly
brain scrubbing, just
smearing my windscreen
with a rag
on Days like these
I got no good thoughts
on Days like these
I wanna plant bombs in cafes
on Days like these
insanity knocks on the door
on Days like these
I wanna let him in
I wanna hug and kiss him
take him up to bed
and love him
on Days like these
insanity would be a release
on Days like these
I....used to think death was the release.
Guess the pills are working,
I'm keeping it together, but still

Fucking FUCK Days like these.