Tandem to a shadow
Follows half the daylight hours
Ebbed into submission
Decanting his will
Other half he's driving
Pressures others to his will
Often going nowhere
Paralyzed by lack of skill
Outmatched and voiceless
Forgotten his words
His catelectic musings
Are they ingenius or absurd?
He gets no sleep at night (No sleeping)
If things don't go just right (He's stressing)
Is he mad or is he bright (We're questioning)
In a constant mental fight
While it's strange, it's nothing new (It's hapless)
In some realms he never grew
But somehow he never knew (He's clueless)
The concern from me and you
Tandem to a shadow
Follows half the daylight hours
Often going nowhere
Is he a genius or absurd?
So complicated
It's complicated
He's complicated
Mentally isolated