The Psychiatrist Is In

Grow up you're nearly thirty-one
What happened when you were a child?
Do you require an analyst?
Or will a friendly smile suffice?

Find your space
Are you breathing well?
Do you feel OK?
Are you calm?
Are you comfortable?
Is your heartbeat racing?
Is this your soul you're facing?

Lay down, my couch is over there
I think you'll find it's way more comfortable
Take off your glasses, don't be scared
For thirty pounds I'll listen to your
Stories dear, shut the window there
We should keep this session intimate
Don't you agree?

I've experience in matters similar
I can juggle, I can knit a pinafore
But I'll listen to your tale
And give you some advice

I was an ace when I was young
I learned to dance, I didn't have to learn
I was a case when I grew up
A case of hope crashing to the ground
I learned, I hit the skids
And I woke up me, myself, and
I was a different person

If I take you on will you be pliable?
As a confidant I'm quite reliable
Dreamer though you are
It is you that's been my signpost
So far