Don't play with it

I become prolix.
I become prolix each time I keep flipping rhymes
to fit your riddles
I become prolix with each broken promise
I become prolix with each schizophrenic moment
I become prolix with each schizophrenic moment you have
That needs explaining.
I become prolix when my bones and mind grow weary.
I become prolix when my thoughts assault those around me.
I become prolix. I become prolix...
I become damn tired.

Fitting for a piper that can't fix the pipe that he plays.