G in logbook

Psycho sis always tells people I listen

You should hear how unprofessional she makes professionals

Her and mum have gone out into their deluded world

And the freaks have come out to play on freak st tv

All they ever say is your name

I’ve been listening lately, for you coming every minute of every day

Because I’m here, with everything that’s happening, and I just have this new poem about you, going on in my head

Could you be my Achilles heel? My crazy?