I Need My Lithium Poem by Jason Danner

There is a monster in my head, in my head
He makes me think these thoughts, think these thoughts,
And this is what they are, what they are

Delusional and unusual,
Drugs in your cuticles,
From all these pharmaceuticals,
Women who aren't beautiful,
You're so damn miniscule,
And i'm so fucking sinister
Like sour vinegar,
or Irrational integers,
I have no principles,
A murderer in cinemas
At school shooting a principal,
In church, killing a minister,
and eight other parishioners,
I am the wicked visitor,
Who makes people feel prisoner,
A sick Pavlovian Conditioner,
Inside your mind is my perimeter,
And rationale thoughts run perpendicular.
Because they are dissimilar.

So i need to take my lithium, my lithium,
It makes him go away, go away
Now the sun is shining bright, shining bright.