The Coocoo Clock Inside My Brain

They told me I should be dead At least, that’s what the doctors said. The doctors that are inside my head No medicine necessary, Sometimes I just like being crazy Other times I do not. I wait for the ticking of the clock To check out of reality I sway back and forth uncontrollably Maybe I am crazy Maybe I am not; Have we enough time to figure it out on the clock? I didn’t think so. I began to fall, Fall deeper and deeper into the black hole Then suddenly, I couldn't see anymore Am I crazy? Maybe, maybe not I guess I’ll find out one day, maybe When I stop staring at the clock