Feel lost in little bits

Written by: john bernard

If inept I was in thought
Then could my mind be shot
I’ve been there quite alot
But never the same spot

Just what could I be thinking
Was it all the drinking
That got me out to stinking
Which really had me sinking

Minds been in the gutter
Some things I cannot mutter
Oh it would make you stutter
And maybe close a shutter

Me brains been on the fritz
Feel lost in little bits
I’d never call it quits
I’ve way to many wits

From a singular idea
Behind my cornea
I would not wanna be ya
But man I wanna see ya