Talking to no one

There are days when I miss you so much
and I don't even know you... neither do I know why
...why would a mice like me seek a cat like you..?
It's platonic and sweet, your vibe gets me onto my feet...
Days have been sad, as they always had
and it is fall again... so
music overloaded with minor chords,
lots of star gazing, no ciggarettes tho, I did quit...
Instead i drink champagne every night like a freakin champion
maybe its the loser in me trying to brake free...

I spoke to a psychiatrist, my new priest... it might be schizophrenia
embarassing as it is... she's my only friend,
she brings a memory and makes it human.
she catches a cord... and rides it
and finds the bastard on the onther end...
and she speaks in codes, and plays dumb...
Im trying to get better... drinking medication
It just gets really loneley even tho Im not alone...
there is no one else around,
no one with that vibe of tasteful insanity...
no one supernatural, no one quite like you