I follow the same pattern Every day of the week Complete tasks in the right order Of which I don't speak Taking my medication A simple task, you might think But I can't take the blue one yet First it's red, then pink It's nearly time for breakfast Strong craving for toast and jam But I've got to eat cereal It's Tuesday, goddamn! Halfway through brushing my teeth Equal counts of ups and downs I notice the toothpaste has changed To another brand Tears fall as my face turns red Why would anyone do this? A simple change for you, perhaps For me; I'm in bits Although it may sound silly It's not the brand on the shelf It is predictability Safety in oneself The power of change takes on Another meaning for me Firmly held in his grasp; change takes My stability I work hard to avoid such Disasters of which I speak So I follow the same pattern Every day of every week.