Explorer

Day after day I comb my brain
 Searching for words which sound the same
 Choosing these words and making them fit
 Hoping, somehow, they'll all make sense
 If they don't, don't blame me
 I'm exploring my identity
 I set the stage for the anonymous play
 Composing good and evil in an offhand sort of way
 So, if you should turn on me
 It's because you don't understand
 And won't until you assemble the fragmented picture
 Of a shattered man
 I'm searching
 And my own mind
 Is my latest, greatest
 Most fabulous find
 I had to explore everything
 All the drugs and drink
 Cut my dick off with a butterknife in the sink
 Lived in jail for a thousand or more years
 Got lost for fifteen million more at sears
 Never know what I might do next
 Destroy myself
 Discover death