My Trip To the Asylum

I had an argument inside my head Between the right lobe and the left It started getting loud in there They needed a boxing ref The id and the libido Were spectators on the side The heart couldn’t bear to watch So it ducked behind the lung to hide The left lobe, controlling my right hand Decided to punch me in the face Hoping the right lobe would give up the fight Feeling totally disgraced But the right lobe, controlling my left hand Instead poked me in the eye Knowing the left lobe was the right lobe That controls the need to cry When the right leg started kicking The left one tried to respond in kind Which only made me fall to the floor They had totally lost my mind My nervous system got nervous I started twitching all about My bladder was getting madder And let all the contents out Internal organs started taking sides Not even aware of what started the fight When I was pounced upon by three big men Tying me up in a coat of white The needles they poked into me Put my whole body in a numbing sleep Electronic shock shot through both lobes Hoping to keep them both at peace It didn't work