D-I-D
Always been on the crazy side,
Touch of insanity I must confide,
Don't tell anyone you know,
For it will be you that will go,
They too will think you insane,
Don't want to go down that lane,
You need to listen very careful,
Take my hand and don't pull,
I'll lead you in the right direction,
But I must ask a single question,
No mouth yet a voice in my head,
Is trauma all you've been fed,
Already I know the truth,
It is you I must soothe,
Made crazy with a touch of insanity,
A protector of your humanity.
Dissociative-Identity-Disorder.
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