Crazy

I am not sane. Crazy. Nuts. This is what I have been called, and this is what ultimately I have become.

Crazy

Nuts, insane, psycho,

You are crazy those words I hear a lot,

Go seek professional help,

You belong in a mental institution.

These are things I hear a lot,

Until I begin to believe them,

Those words because my mind doesn't work right,

Bipolar, OCD, Schizophrenia? Its gotta be something.

Some reason I think the way I do,

Over analyze, say crazy things, obsess over the little things,

To Be paranoid of people, not trusting to the point of extremes.

Something is wrong with me.

I am not sane,

But then again neither was she,

The one who further tested myself and my sanity,

The one I got close to and only knew eight days.

The one whose whispering words saying "I love you, babe." spawned another obsession,

Spawned another raging depression,

We both tried to end everything two years ago,

And now I have ended another friendship by the stupid things I do that end up creeping people out and ending great friendships.

Author's Note

Ignore grammar issues, what do you think of it?, Is it too long, too short? Is it a good poem or does it need more work?

Reviews

[GorgEOus NiGhtMarE]

Nuts, insane, psycho,
You are crazy those words I hear a lot,
Go seek professional help,
You belong in a mental institution.
These are things I hear a lot,
Until I begin to believe them"
that is only too true! After awhile it so hard to ignore them but those people are just jelous cause your not afraid to be different :) great write ^^