Mania

They say, I am my illness. They say, I am A maniac. That I am psychotically psycho. That isn’t true. My voices say that they are liars. They are out to get me. They are out to make me look bad. But I am smarter than them. They can’t win the game I created. I will be great. My voices say so. I am faithful to my fate. I am normal; You can’t argue with my friends. They say, I am obsessed, Possessed, On a quest to be a pest. My mind is colorful. I am not my illness. I’m different. I am a maniac.