do you mean what you say, when you say what you mean?

paranoia comin up quick. who's standing over me who's leaning over my shoulder who's got his head resting when he feels so inclined? i'm so busy makin sense of how i feel i can't see straight. (bad case of sickness been a while, no sea legs just yet).
i can't bring us both up when we're feeling down. can't you carry my load once in a while? two old maids we are, who's pain in what's feeling worse eh? speaking cryptically is the only way i can spew some news of thoughts running ticker style through my brain. normally i level out at a certain amount of paranoia. at the present moment i'm boiling over. who is going to pull the plug, just before the ticker blows a fuse. that's the smoke comin out my ears. who's doin the blowing?
it's been a while since i've had a clear inner vision of what's to come. it's been cloudy for weeks. how can i foresee the future when i can't even see the marker up ahead? clunk. ouch.
there it goes, i passed it in a blur so i must be going fast. i guess i better turn around before i smack my head on something else. maybe then my what will hurt more than (who's?) yours. and every once in a while, i peek in the window, a tom at best, but harmless. to all but me. because with all honesty i can't say i hate what i see.

As an aside, I'd like to share a bit of good old-fashioned Freudian truths. Yes, 's'.

"The significance of the factor of sexual overestimation can be best studied in the man, in whom alone the sexual life is accessible to investigation, whereas in the woman it is veiled in impenetrable darkness, partly in consequence of cultural stunting and partly on account of the conventional reticence and dishonesty of women."
to all and every single individual FIRST, did you ever bother you ask?
SECOND and assuming the role of speaker of female species if "we" didn't cause trouble
every now and again
what would you have
to complain about? eh?