Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Mentally Insane or Thinking Differently?

You all think I’m crazy

      Going insane

  Putting me behind white walls

             behind locked doors

      Thinking it will ‘help’ me

             But it won’t

                     and it doesn’t

             Closing me up

                 Won’t help at all

It only stops my body from doing anything

      Not stopping my mind

            It’s still free as a bird

      And you can’t stop it

Injecting me with drugs

      To suppress this... ‘illness’ I have

You keep giving me useless medication

       keep giving me unneeded drugs

  Why bother?

        Medicine doesn’t help if it has nothing to cure

               It doesn’t help

               It has no effect on me

        Can’t you see?

                I’m not mentally insane

                    Just because I think differently than you

  Continuing with giving me ‘helpful’ drugs

           It’s more like you’re giving me an overdose

               You should stop

                      Unless you’re trying to kill me

               Which is fine by me

                       Kill me if you want

               I want to die anyways

                       What? Don’t look at me like that?

               Dieing is part of life

                  Sooner or later it’ll come

                          So why not sooner?

  And there you go again

        Thinking I’m crazy because I want to die

  You don’t understand

      My mind works different than yours

           But, it doesn’t make me ‘ill’

You keep sending me to places

      Hoping that I will get ‘fix’

            To start thinking like you

      Why waste your time?

             It’s useless

                I am not broken

                   So,you cannot ‘fix’ me

  Different is what I am

  Different is  who  I am

       And it can not be change

    You keep at it hopping I’ll change

         But, I cannot...

                I love this about me

         I’m not mentally insane...

               I am not insane at all

           Just because my mind is in the dark

                 doesn’t make me crazy

              You could be the crazy one

                    For all I know

Does it scare you?

       Scare you that I think differently?

   Are you afraid of me?

       Is that why you send me to mental institutes?

           These mental institutes that’s ‘suppose’ to help

       It doesn’t do any good

           It doesn’t help me at all

Why can’t you leave me alone?

       Let me be the way I am!

       Let me think the way I think!

           Go away!

               I don’t need your help

                 Just leave!

                     And ask yourself...

                         Am I really mentally insane

                         Or, am just thinking differently?

                            ...Think about it

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*sighs* Not good. It doesn’t ‘flow’ well, the ending sucks, and all together, it’s just... a crappie poem.

And, thank you to Anarchist666 for telling me my poems suck. I really don't give a freaking damn to what you think.
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