More than a shrink
To help those in need
Is the best job indeed
Perhaps not in need of food or house
But in need of advice on dealing with a spouse
Internal, external, each conflict needs to be addressed
Whether dealing with a death or picking a wedding dress
Come, sit on my couch, in the room where the walls don't talk
Nor can they see, for there is only me, if you like we can take a walk
My ears are open, just for you, my attention undivided
Whether stressing, smiling, sobbing a river, or simply being undecided
I'm here to help, and I ensure, my intentions are all pure
For I truly care, my goal is to see you smile. Of that, you can be sure
Talk, talk, as long as you like, the topic is up to you
Tell me about your day, about your childhood, you can even tell me about your lost shoe
Helping you is imperative to me, it isn't just my job
I'll have personality, unlike those lifeless shrinks, who stare blankly as you sob
I can relate, give my advice, an opinion if you please
Whether your delima is having "the talk" or picking out a new cheese
I'll be a warm face to which you can consult, I'm not in this for the pay
To have made at least one person smile, well i call that a good day
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