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Join The Story II

by Fat Boy Jamz

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1.
Chameleon 02:17
Today, I took a walk And found my way to a place That I just couldn’t believe Was still standing I had passed this location On several occasions But, had failed to come To any sort of understanding You see, there was nothing I couldn’t tell myself that wasn’t true On some level There was nothing I couldn’t find myself believing in That didn’t make sense BREAK I thought I’m a chameleon like that But, is that all bad? What do I have to do to put myself back together? If only it were that simple If only I could snap my fingers BREAK I spent a good deal of time trying to reason through my slumbers I would sleep for hours on end Just to realize I’m rarely ever rested I’ve learned that some medications will make you groggy They will make everything foggy And all you can do is just deal So, I’ve dealt with it Knowing that there is no cure to my condition I deal with it Knowing that love might not prevail It’s a long hard truth the way I see it Not knowing what is the illness And what is the medication I have to put why faith in science And do so every chance I get
2.
Sure, I’ve been known to make things up in my head Maybe it is what you think too That my brain is unwell That my brain is situated in hell I don’t really want to write this But, maybe you’ll start to get it Maybe you’ll understand that mental illness comes in all flavors of dysfunction I can do my best (and often do) But, I don’t know about you You make me nervous, you make me tense, you make me want to scream Maybe it’s what’s in your genes I don’t really want to write this But, maybe you’ll start to get it Maybe you’ll understand that mental illness comes in all flavors of dysfunction BREAK I gotta say I hate this I hate telling you like I see it For I know my way isn’t necessarily the right way For I know I’m about to forget it I’ll go on and do my best (as I’ve said) But, I will file your distaste of me in the back of my head What is it about you That makes me cringe? No need to answer Everything's OK until I act “crazy" Everything is OK until I act “crazy" Everything's OK until I act “crazy" BREAK I don’t really want to write this But, maybe you’ll start to get it Maybe you’ll understand that mental illness comes in all flavors of dysfunction
3.
He set out to find A place for the two of them To get together He knew this might be his last chance at forever There was his age that got in the way There was also his disability He just wanted to meet a nice woman He wanted to marry She was a kind person An old soul so to speak She had all the makings of “the one” And he definitely wanted to see Whether or not the two were compatible And this date would reveal more of whether they might be They each avoided games and knew that’s how it should be They also knew that they had to open up with one another, to share They had skeletons in both their closets Reminders of other lovers BREAK No matter though They were committed to doing the work To finding out if their fortune was strong enough To get them through To maybe fall in love And at last the two had their date So many things to share and desires to copulate That they decided ultimately to take things slow
4.
There was never a plan That was all that good and all that grand I mean he did spend the money But, he knew he needed to do better He had a wife and some dogs And it was fitting that he’d do his best with them But, little did he know he needed to try harder still And he needed to take care of his mental health too It was always that way But, advancements in medical technology made him better It was unlikely he’d ever conquer his physical issues anytime soon So, his mental health was key He made it a point to try and get his act together BREAK And at right around the age of (insert a number here) He became good enough at some things To include getting on better psych meds That his condition became better managed He also became more aware of what needed to be done in order for things to improve The trouble was that this man Had such a difficult time staying awake That giving his all looked quite a bit different From day to day So, he finally caught a break He began not to overthink And his days were spent reconditioning his mind To those who can’t conceive A change so noticeable in someone going through these things You have to know it’s ongoing and it will never be easy for them BREAK But, life in and of itself is a gift And you can never be so certain Of much of anything Except that you must try
5.
Is it helping? In spite of everything Are you feeling better at all? I guess I am and therefore I must continue Down the path of right and wrong “What’s right?” someone yelled from the corner of my mind “It’s all wrong,” says the man with his axe to grind There is no relevant way to show those who cannot see There is no helpful way to position those who have no plea One person’s fight is with the governor Another’s fight is with Jesus Still, it’s the President of the United States Who wants to “see” us It’s all a game Life There is no shame Life When will it be over? Life When you’re dead and gone I’m afraid One person wants to see how this ends Another wants to walk through their challenges So they can all say, “hooray, It’s over now And time to rest” BREAK It just makes terrible sense to me To my dying cry This thing we call living It’s not what anyone is doing Except the rich and sometimes famous We all have a shot at dying And we will all get there It’s just too bad they have to play us
6.
In the middle of the night I woke up and saw the light Not the glow from my nightstand But, the torch that had been raised For all my life There was this beaming sensation That struck me without hesitation Someone cared enough To show me the way What was once me resisting A path that had no meaning Was now me saying “hello” And welcoming the day I can’t help but thinking Had I been aware of this years earlier That I might have avoided All the loss and heartache But, for one, I wasn’t ready Nor was I capable To see the sun shining To watch it staring Back at me BREAK There were all of these people Burned out and washed up That had the makings of a revolution Down on their knees But, was it satisfying To stay there - so gratifying - to them I ended up wondering If they’d found their way BREAK And through it all I found my path To serenity and peace And all of that I found myself a model that I could follow BREAK I knew that if I’d kept on That sooner or later I’d go on To find a love that would last me For the rest of my days BREAK I knew that if I’d kept on That sooner or later I’d go on To find a love that would last me For the rest of my days
7.
I awoke with the thought That I would go to the kitchen and take my meds I had decided the previous night that I would not be concerned with taking them ever again They were the thing that helped me That balanced me And, not everyone had the chance To feel good with medication To do it, to make it their last stance So, I made it a point to write about my meds in a song This song I decided that I was happy, all to happy to share Medication has all but saved my life It has made me much better It has made me more aware I’ll take my psych meds from now to infinity Even though they have side effects That can suck I know I won’t live forever BREAK If you have a mental illness that requires you to take some meds And you don’t Then you may not ever get a chance to know The power of a pill Again, it sometimes sucks But, you have more of a life with it And that I do know
8.
There was something In the way she moved her feet That reminded him of being In an autumn meadow She danced to her heart’s content To receive a thousand stares Of approval She didn’t seem to have any troubles All in all she was getting along Moving from place to place In a song She was doing her damndest And it showed as she danced Along the dance floor BREAK There was hipping and hooraying And all of those fancy little noises Coming from onlookers Who seemed to enjoy Those dancing skills She had been practicing For weeks on end Just to show off her skills And she wasn’t trying To find a man She soon got back Into formation In line with the rest of the women Proudly moving Along the dance floor It wasn’t long thereafter That she caught the eye of a man Who had gone there Just to know If there were any women Moving around for others to see This man was a business man Back from a business trip And his eagerness you could tell As he watched them all move Along the dance floor

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released March 12, 2024

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