Turn me inside out,
I won't rant and I won't shout,
Put your hard boots on
And march about till you're done,
I really don't mind,
But please tell me what you find.
Just stomp through my brain
What's to loose and what's to gain,
I've been long about,
Hid with the moon from the sun,
I'm socially blind
And a hermit without shame.