I must be normal
‘Cause I’m me –
I’m not so sure about you.
I’m nearly normal as can be
No matter what I do.
In my defence,
It’s common sense,
(If there’s still such a thing)
Normal changes day by day,
Though to it, still, we cling.
What is normal?
What is not?
What does the word now mean?
Proclaims it on our screens?
6 December 2017
Whether you’re here or near or far,
Wherever you go, then there you are.
Around the corner or ‘cross the sea,
From yourself you cannot flee,
And though you try all kinds of things –
People, places and gaudy rings –
You might as well just save your wealth
Instead please fix your mental health.
29 October 2016
They tell me that I am alive.
They tell me that I’m fit to drive,
That maybe I should send a text,
That in the phone queue I’ll be next.
They say that this is good for me,
That I should go and hug a tree,
That I should watch this TV show,
That, really, I should up and go.
This special will not last for long,
That I should buy this brand new song,
That nothing’s right and nothing’s wrong.
Ignore the weak and laud the strong.
They tell me all I ought to do:
‘But to your own self remain true.’
So who’d have thought I’d come to dread
The voices raging in my head?
For God’s sake turn the volume down
Lest the voices bid me drown!
So for myself, perhaps, I’ll think
And drag myself back from the brink.
20 October 2016