You are such a sanity ripper
when you try to be my skipper.
The way you play with my mind
with words that are so unkind.
You come to me in my darkest hour
masquerading as a harmless flower
just to rip up my serenity
and try to take my sanity.
But I am on to you
and the things you try to do.
You try to take me with you power
and think I will give in and cower.
You don't think I am wise enough
to know that you like it rough.
You don't know I have inner peace
and I don't need your disease.
You try to lick my brain
thinking my thoughts will drain.
You try clawing my supropharyngeaneal ganglia
but don't you know my thoughts will hang ya.
You think my brain is like a juicy melon
for your fangs you evil hellion.
You lick your lips for my brain is tempting
but it is humanity that you are preempting.
Your nails feel like sharp spikes
as you try to figure out my likes.
You probe me with a mental storm
as you try to enter my brain's dorm.
You prey on my innocent way
and to you it is like play.
Thinking you can take my thoughts away
so you fill it in your own way.
My thoughts are mine
and they are like wine.
They flow through me
as you try to drink me.
You ate me up and spat me out
but I am still here I shout.
I won't go away
just so that you can stay.
Run your tests as you may.
Probe deep I say.
Try to find me in this mess.
I love it when you try to second guess.
Sanity ripper
I am my own skipper.
I think my own thoughts
and you are caught.
