Free In My Head

Deteriorating mental states. It's easy to blame someone else. Paranoia makes even those who might be trying to help look like a threat.

I’m as free as I want to be

But only in my head of course

I can knock down any boundary

It couldn’t possibly get worse

 

Physically I know I’ve limits

But movement’s always slowed me down

Always I’m at the end of wits

You pull the loose string on my gown

 

I’m so focused on decency

I can’t address your mockery

If my gown’s fake, why do we scream

We yell and fight, you call me mean

 

I want back the fabric of mine

So I can put it back this time

I’ve got no thread, don’t know to sew

For a needle I’ll use my toe.

 

Give it back, you’ve nothing to loose

Except our dignity. You choose.

If you don’t think it’s real, that’s fine

But it is to me. Please be kind.

Author's Note

Constructive criticism/feedback is very welcome! :)