WHO STOLE MY BRAIN?

Some days I sit and wonder whose brain I've got.

I used to be intelligent - and now I'm clearly not!

My new brain, it won't settle well,

it doesn't like my head.

It won't let me do the things I did,

and makes me stay in bed.

My new brain is all over the place,

and often makes me late.

When will I get used to my new brain

and be able to think things straight?

Maybe I'll start to like my new brain,

and hopefully one day soon.

Even though I'm asleep

at half past four on sunny afternoons.

My new brain taps into different parts of me

I'd never found and maybe thinks of things to do

that one day make me proud.

My old brain was so full of ideas,

and always on the go.

So perhaps my new brain isn't all bad,

and it's trying to tell me so.

Should I accept my new brain, or should I try to fight it

Should I try to get my old one back and see if I still like it?