Driving Me Crazy Without a Map

[Lady Penguin]

Driving Me Crazy Without a Map

As I watch the scenery scroll by,
I just can't help but to sigh,
Where I'm going, I wouldn't know,
I'm not driving, thats surely so,

The driver's not handsome, but he's smart,
He's not sweet, I rather like tart,
My driver likes me for me, thats all I care,
He's driving me crazy, but I don't know where,

Call it love, alright go ahead,
I'll call it insanity instead,
Without map, I'm a bit... okay completely lost,
But asking for directions is too much of a cost.

Driving me crazy, thats what he does,
My driver who does who knows what,
Why he drives, who really cares,
And where he's going? Who knows where.

[Absinthe]

Ok, I like the line:

"He's driving me crazy, but I don't know where,"


But the rest of the poem doesn't do it justice. You have a good title and with that and the line above, there is potential, but as with most of the work I've seen from you, it is completely devoid of all emotion.