People are Strange
People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seems wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down. Went to see a G.P. yesterday. She asked me what I did with my days? I said, "Writing, art and music." She asked me if I wanted to work? I said, yea, but not at the moment because I can't sleep. I said, I would like to see a psychiatrist. Why do you want to see a psychiatrist? she asked. I said, so other people have an 'explanation.' "Like Centrelink," she suggested. Yes, I said. She looked at me. I was starting to worry now. Perhaps, I had broken a law and hadn't realised? Or, mistakenly texted government secrets to China. Then, she said, so what do you do with each day? I said, music, writing, and art. She looked at me. Then we went through the process of writing a script. When that was finished, she said, so what do you do with your time? So I said, "... muuu-sic .....
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