Every Idea Inside

My mind is in shamble So much that its cost How can I gamble If what I won was just lost I’ve scrambled my bean To the point that I’m drained If you know what I’ve seen You’ll see that I’m stained Damaged cells of my brain From tons of abuse Leave me full of disdain And I say what’s the use One thought in my melon Can bring on some pain All this starts with some yellin As I’m going insane My thoughts are obscured Like some big mental block I just feel so absurd Can you hear the tick tock With my mind on the time That I know will run out If I’ve gone past my prime There is no need to shout Every idea inside Is just starting to rhyme If I just run and hide I will run out of time If you think that I’m cracked You are entitled to think But I know that I’m whacked And I don’t need to drink At the end of my rope And the end of my time I am trying to cope Its bye-bye for this rhyme