don't panic Sometimes I'm schizophrenic Hard to handle the manic Sometimes it's s hard and difficult to manage Like a non adhesive Band-Aid So life can become quite unmanageable Some find it hard to adjust to a poet who stays pain loaded those who confess their mess Hiding medicine bottles in a chest cabinet is like trying to cover a pot hole with a bath towel someone has broken glass so clean up the aisle Woke up when I was a child kicking my feet under the seat of a pew disobeying Church laws that's what made me an outlaw being born in combat made me a quick draw a poet who keeps a pen in hand and fully loaded forever flowing my inner most hidden hideous keloid scarred tissue