*Charlie Brown Syndrome

Charlie Brown Syndrome

If sundowning is for the elderly,

Psychotic or forgetful

Then explain why it is

When it’s dark

And I’m in my bed

I’m completely mental

Right
I’m psychotic

And forgetful

Fretful

Sleep is dangerous

Because I never want to get out

Charlie Brown syndrome

I used to disguise his ugly pout.
Check a mailbox

Valentines

Christ-mas

Birthday

Everyday

Your relentless flow of nothing

Means more to me than before

I realize

Or if I don’t

People forget me.
I wish we still wrote letters

I can blame a shitty postman

And I can blame a shitty good friend

But it’s hard, cause I really know them.
Simple words.

Simple mind.
Simple me.

It has changed.

We have changed.

LOOK.

I know I’m insane

I know I’ve changed for the worst

So I don’t know if what I’m spouting,

If there’s truth in these words.
Because I know a lot of things have died.
And my mind’s everywhere but condolences

At a funeral.
Because my mind wanders at night

When I die it’s just like my life

Attention whore.

WHORE.
WHORE.
I know these
It’s words like these I can avoid

I won’t be clever,
cause I’m a guy.
So now I’ll be blunt about it all.
It feels like I’ve been forgotten.

That’s mostly all.