My Ocd

-Hello?
-Hello mr. Neal. How are you today?
-I'm good. Where's the rest of the group?
-Oh is just you.
-I'm the group?
-Yes but dont worry I don't need anyone else.

That picture frame
Those Hoodi strings
They are driving me insane
Unequal pizza slices
Fonts of diffrent sizes
It's more then i can take
Missing parenthesis
Uneven capris
Googling "askew"
Bags opened the wrong end
Should be recognized as a sin, Along with
An unsolved rubik's cube
I gotta make things right
Make it the way it's supposed to be
It's my OCD
Toilet paper facing inwards
Un-synchornized synchonized swimers
A closet thats not organized
Pills removed out of sequence
Sideburns that are not even
that one rebel mini blind
I gotta make things right
Make it the way it's supposed to be
It's my OCD

-Mr. Neal, how's everything going?
-Fine.
-Would you like to take a break
-Yeah Actualy that'd be
-Great. I hope you're hungry iI've prepared some snacks for you.
-Enjoy

And i gotta make things right
Make it the way it's supposed to be
It's my OCD baby
I gotta make things right
Make it the way it's supposed to be
Its's my OCD

-Alright we're all done you're free to go.
-Mr. Neal?
-Mr.Neal?
-Can I come back Tomorrow?