Lickety-Split

I wanna quit

I’m just not with it

Feeling like shit

Feeling like a misfit

An unfit and unlit hypocrite

In need of a refit

No longer with the energy to commit

Unable to continue sharing my wit

Unable to continue to submit

Unable to fulfil his holy writ

A social counterfeit

A fool with his brain split

Someone who’s no longer legit

Some kinda halfwit

Rolling without a permit

In need of a babysit

I’m unfit

An empty tool kit

A horse without its bit

A victim that’s gaslit

A plane without a cockpit

A radio with nothing to transmit

Guilt that’s impossible to acquit

Pain that I can no longer omit

Not without a wrist slit

Not without a friend to get close-knit

Someone that allows me to admit

All of my turmoil and bullshit

Someone with the necessary grit

To make the darkness sunlit

Someone that won’t just split

The moment I fall into a pit

If that’s you, please send help, lickety-split