The Shrink
Why would you waste your money?
To pay a shrink or quack
If you want to hear you’re crazy
I can tell you that
How can you take them seriously?
As you lie in the chair
While they fall asleep behind you
You’re really quite unaware
They take notes of what you say
Or that is how is seems
When really they are doodling
The woman of their dreams
They get you really emotional
And then say “times up”
How can then be so limiting
When they see you’re in a rut
But they never seem to cure you
It’s always something new
Your dad dressed in girls clothes
And so they say will you?
They never seem to smile
Until you pay the bill
Then they turn to you and tell you
You’ll be back you know you will
You have unresolved issues
That lurks within your brain
Without constant sessions
You will go insane
And so they have you hypnotized
And there you shall stay
Your unrelenting problems
A shrink now has its prey.
Nadine Hof 1 March 2007
Copyright © Nadine Hof | Year Posted 2007
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