A man in the corner talk to himself
Drawing spiteful stares from the passerby
He doesn't sleep in doorways
Well maybe half the time
Still be is a man...
A body shared is a body still the same
A mind divided cannot be blamed
For the torment caused itself
And for others
Still he is a man...
A schizophrenic's like a mirror
In that they have two sides
The first and last of generations
Only two to survive
They peacefully coexist
Neither knows they're alive
Until two lives are torn apart
When these worlds collide
A genetic imbalance or pressure on the brain
He knows not the cause
It is the furthest thing from his mind
Lack of thought is not a problem
For this man of straw
So named for his fragility of state
A schizophrenic's like a mirror
In that they have two sides
The first and last of generations
Only two to survive
They peacefully coexist
Neither knows they're alive
Until two lives are torn apart
When these worlds collide
Unable to support himself
He's borderline
And quickly falling inward
Once a man became a shell
Nonsensical
Like negative emotion
A schizophrenic's like a mirror
In that they have two sides
The first and last of generations
Only two to survive
They peacefully coexist
Neither knows they're alive
Until two lives are torn apart
When these worlds collide