Behind These Blue Eyes
I'm
schizophrenic.
My days
are so bazaar.
I hear, feel, and see that others can not.
I get paranoid that others are out to get me.
I have these weird delusions.
The government is out to get everyone.
But what i see
isn't normal.
Or should i say
real.
But behind these eyes
you will never experience
you will never see
what i experience
day after day.
Copyright © Ilyse Drost | Year Posted 2006
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