I’m scared of everything

Although, I know there’s nothing to be scared of

Fears aren’t rational

 Neither am I

 A new place, a new apartment, new everything

Ok, here we go

One of my neighbors gave me an easy chair

 Another neighbor, we’ll call him

Illustrated Man, struts around with SS tattoos on his stomach

and a patch of grey hair around the bottom of his aged-bald head

Another neighbor

we’ll call him Simple Man,

 tells me the guy who gave me the chair is an asshole

Now, who am I supposed to believe

 You tell me because I never know

 Never can tell

Some people I trust and they end up

being a person or persons I should never trust

 It’s a crazy world full of crazy people

 and though my eye sight seems to get better,

 not worse as I get older,

 I still can’t see the truth