Exception to the Rules

Exception to the rules,

lose your train of thought you incredible fools,

can not find the way back and no longer ride the one way track,

it is just a thing.... that is what was once said,

but does it really matter,

what goes on in his head,

is it fun, is it thoughts, is it blank with no faults,

does he care or can he care,

would he care if he could,

you see that he's there from time to time,

the one thing that catches his eye is the shine from a dime,

sometimes you look and you swear that he smiled,

this one will not be a name of a patient that's filed,

you can see the fight in his eyes when he gazes into yours,

you can tell that he's fighting to become what once he had been,

It was early AM when came yells from the room,

they were words of elation heard from the station,

and as they arrived they saw him standing there asking for a slice and a lazy boy chair...