Inside each head, there lives a bug,
That buries deep and sleeps so snug.
It likes to talk, to whisper, too.
It likes to lie, and mislead you.
After each day, during the night,
You might have felt its noxious bite.
Memories old and thoughts long past,
It brings them up, to your aghast.
Since man first crawled up from the sea,
It’s been around us, to its glee.
There are no cures, no treatments found
All humans will forever be bound.
But we can work to make it shrink,
For it to shrivel and fade to its brink.
To fight against its evil deed.
And make it suffer, make it bleed.
This horrid brain bug, we counter with ease!
We force it back, we do as we please.
We combat with love, with caring and hope.
We fight the brain bug, and together we cope.