Would you please knock some sense into me
And teach me proper ABCs
Teacher would you do this please

What has no eyes or ears
Must surely be deaf and dumb
How is it that I speak and hear

Sadness is a weight on my shoulders
That dances in my ears behind my eyes
To tickle my brain and make me go insane

Laughter only brings me to tears
Cowardice as consequence of my fears
Oh how I am blinded by tears and deafened by fears

Though I feel more like an empty vessel
Oh Teacher won’t you teach me please
The cure of this disease

Of sporadic depression
Launder my repression
Lather rinse repeat
Seems to be the jingle of history