I might have a nervous breakdown next

I might have a nervous  breakdown next
We have to fill the day with will and care
My mental health  is worsening as I text

I feel so angry, I am deeply vexed
If this was cricket someone would declare
That they might have a nervous  breakdown next

I guess a doctor might give me a test
Would it be  my cue to  show a flair?
My mental health  is worse than I can text

In the past man  used to value rest
Now it is our pysches we prefer
So I might have a psychic  break through next

I feel so limp,I’ve lost my love and  zest
But to the lords of warfare, won’t defer
My mental health   forecast in ancient texts

I see a crowd of medics who confer
I see a  syringe of the drugs so drear
I might have had mental  breakdown next
I escaped  but  they still  run  the West