Schizophrenic with borderline split personality,
And just a touch of paranoia tendencies,
THAT is what the doctors call me!
Long ago I lost my sanity,
And gave into illusions of trickery,
While occasionally becoming someone that is not me.
I used to sit quietly,
Listen to lessons intently,
That was before I discovered insanity…
I started to yell loudly,
About school being a conspiracy,
That's when they locked me ecstatically.
So I know the truth finally,
I am not the embodiment of serenity,
As it stated in my prophecy.
So I sit in my white room contently,
As I write my pretty poetry,
About the loss of my sanity.