No One's Crazy!

The locks keep closing

The rooms get whiter

And the clothes

More restrictive.

They call it insanities place of healing

Of regrowth and reconnection..

I say BAH!

Lock a lunatic up

Slice away there insanity

And there is less reality at the end

Then there was at the beginning.

Drugs? The quick and easy prescribable cure?

No..

They just didn't  understand what was inside.

The couldn't identify a specific

Or an key issue

Or even an illness.. But

They're more than happy to fill you with a drug for symptoms..

That a lifesaver might have cured just as easily.

Stupid society absentee fixes!

I'd like to see them understand what's in my head.

They'd probably just lock me up and take the pills themselves..

After all... that's the easy way of getting rid of what they don't understand

And the quick way of feeling better...

After all... Look at all the messed up freaks they have to deal with!

My point is..

If you feel like no one gets you, like you're insane

Or some other crap like that..

Don't go looking for answers from the professionals..

Just keep re stating what your feeling to those who should be listening..

Until they open up their God Damned eyes and understand the true you.

Enough said...

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[DreyaArt]

all I can say is THANK YOU for writing this down! Blessed be!!