Sorry to mislead
I am tied up in my very own creed
The paint will go on to splatter
And this glass will continue to shatter
As long as I'm my own
It's naughty
I'm not suggesting there's a hiccup
It's just my head has suggested that I give up
I go on to find I am the nuisance
Like for instance, you seem to have lost your virtuous desire
I'm no liar, just impure
Just stay away, I implore
After all, the sixth pill wouldn't settle this
You are now entering this doleful abyss
Where the dejected thrive
And where I am so alive
See I cannot hide
Pretty please
May you please decide
I'm on the boat floor
Delighted to part from this shore
Yet there's always more
Sorry to mislead
Welcome to my creed