Gone Amiss

Too much on my plate
Too much to consider
I’m in quite a state
Ominous reminder

Been here before
Locked in padded cell
For my mind, there was a war
Then I wasn’t well

Like bacon, I’d been cured
Released as safe and sound
But soon I got so bored
There were kicks to be found

I started taking this
Then I went for that
I feel I’ve gone amiss
Where’s the landing mat?

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