Who needs to search

Who needs to search,
when we can find.
Why do we fix,
if it never ends up right?
Questions go through my head,
and they never seem to come out.
Panic attacks always come,
but they end up never listening to
what I have to say.
I can stay up all day,
and stay all night.
My brain is like a time bomb with
duct tape on the numbers,
you never know when its gonna
go off.
Who needs a shrink,
they are all just as spycho as me.
The only difference is,
they get paid more than me.
People go out and end up as
couples,
I go out and scare the world.
Who needs to search,
when we can find.
Why do we fix,
if it never ends up right?