#1
Time goes by and I can see you’re okay without me
Sometimes I can’t resist the urge to make sure you don’t need me
This far and no more I’ll bend, my fiction benefits my trend
But when that monkey’s old and tired out, he’ll grind organs while I make music

I’ve asked people all around with heart now firmly on the ground
I’ll move along to something else, don’t know who/what she/it will be but it’s sane

My mind’s no more demented than circus clowns for murder rented
As long as all are renting clowns for killing all is ordered in my brain

And I won’t call myself delinquent
I might pretend I’m sane
My partner won’t think I’m so different
I’m the kid with clowns on the brain

A pile of socks and beerstained shirts but culture around me
If school has taught me one thing it’s forget all you thought you knew about ye
It’s evident to us and them, my fiction benefits my trend
You don’t know me, that’s a lie! You knew who I was but not who I’ll die

Somewhat normal weirder there hard pressed to find search near and far
Unsure who you thought I was but know this now, I’ve sacked the cause because

Wanting nothing isn’t good as nothing wanting cop out by
Needing nothing isn’t good as nothing needing is to die

I wouldn’t say I’m delinquent
Though I might be a little insane
My partner will love me for my difference
I’m the kid with clowns on the brain


Any comments would be lovely thanks.
#2
lol very Origanal
I wouldn’t say I’m delinquent
Though I might be a little insane
My partner will love me for my difference
I’m the kid with clowns on the brain

Nice 9/10