Insanity,
Can become poetry...
U can't see a day of peace,
Especialy when the voices start to tease...

Have you ever felt, like there was no way out?
Have you ever felt, like no one would hear you, even when u
shout?
Have you ever been afraid, of something that wasn't even
there?
Have you ever been someone else, bc being urself was ur
biggest fear?

It's a death-trap for me,
just as it should be...
And as I close my eyes,
and hide from everyone's lies.
I look into the mirror,
and see someone i don't recognize anymore.

The children running by,
the wishes that i would die,
the times when i would cry,
and then i would wonder why.

I then i thought i heard something,
knowing it wasn't there.
But even though i knew it was me,
it had still left me in fear.

Up and down,
and all around.
It's just so difficult,
when everyone says it's your fault.

Perfect insanity,
it's not a gift though,
but a cage,
hard to break from.

So let lose,
and let go.
Even if everyone
tells you no...

They don't matter,
you do...
         And 
            Your
                Insanity...