He thinks...
Until thinks it is
But he does not act and not even speaks
Only drools
He just is not what thinks and thinks it is
And yes an abnormal
A loony
Extremely irrational
Like a madman he howls and yells
Deafening
Maddening
And his voice lunatic
With his loose tongue severed
That does not want to shut up
So high and oscillating
Can even split your skull
Irritating
Disturbing
He is the "no sense of danger"
Where he steps takes work and fumbles
Increases a thousandfold your enemies
Is always in confusion "the doctor" in every place
As bad news spreads quickly
Punches and kicks
Free he likes to take
Creature, what are you?
Behind bars is where you should be
Only caged
With handcuffs on hands and feet
You will be controlled
You still insists
But there is evidence
You not measure the consequences
That's what burns you