My Therapy Reisa L. Gerber Getting to the botom of your feelings Makes yoou wonder if there's a reason! So you talk and you talk, 'til you're out of your godblip head And you walk away,from whatever it is you said! And you drown inside your can of worms And you're down and you're naked And you start to squirm-be-be And everybody wonders why you always complain- 'Because everybody knows you're down again- And you wanna laugh and you wanna smile, And you pray "Dear G-d, just one good G-dblip time!" But people go on and the world still turns, And you talk, faux pas, man, talkin'- And you never G-dblip learn. And your insight is unreal, ma'am, You just "know why"- But nothin' is for nothin', and you wanna DIE! But you look in the mirror... You knew it would come, hon- You need to "SHUT UP!", and pretend you're dumb...alta caca, you!* *old woman-in yiddish And actions speak louder than any word you'd Speak, And wise men say that "talk is cheap"*diggit... And I'll be dammed if I'll go on this way... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, (Zep-shutup.... already)-I got nothing to say...Shhutup!