Bad Brain

I got a bad brain

From some junk DNA

It pricks at my mind

Like a needle in hay

My bad brain thinks hard

With a mind of its own

It tells me to leave

To be sad and alone

I got a bad brain

Flawed till death do us part

It mucks up my life

With regrets a la carte

I got a bad brain

But I've learned what to do

It gives me faint hope

Fresh as moist morning dew