I dont have a clue bout why am i so blue and of not another hue,
Stuff i drew was what i went thru the time i was a fool,
The passed Time i threw still sticks in my memory like glue,
I feel like a tool bound in thick wool thrown into a Firey pool,
True i've gone thru the messed up Life like it was in the zoo,
But yet my Life stinks like poo so leave me alone...SHOO!