puppet to this mind

wanna hear the musings of a scattered mind
well sit back …relax …and enjoy the ride
I get these things that come to me in passing waves
smoke from a fire that burns inside
it wells in me
like a storm’s tide
…     no place to hide
….
I’ve never really like talking to humans
and I call them humans because I don’t think I am
I certainly don’t belong …I spell all the words wrong.
and none of this is right for you …and that’s just wrong
no …no… that won’t work
I’ll sing my own fucking song
and just like that the bottom drops out
….
the shifting is what gets me
it’s nauseating
I want to scream and sometimes I do
but not at me
at you…
….
the clock’s ticking …tic .toc. tic …tok
don’t get left behind
this is what it’s like
to be puppet to this mind