I CAN'T CLAIM THAT I DON'T MAKE CLAIMS BUT I DO

I won't claim that I know what it means.
But I like the way the guitar notes vibrate in blues and purple.
I like the way there are guns that swivel and fire in my head.
And I like the way that I see the bullet going through his head,
even if it's mine.
I can't claim that I'm not really crazy
even though I know I'm not
despite the signs.
I can't claim that I'm good for you
despite the evidence
but I know that I am.
I can't claim that I'll be around forever
because of the past
but I promise I will be.
And can't claim to know what I'm doing
especially given what I've done
but I really do.
And I'll continue to make claims that I can't make
because I still claim that my love for you makes miracles possible.
You just have to believe me, and the insanity in my head.
Copyright ©2002 Ashi Shadow (09/02/02, ON HEATHER)
The title is punny.