Schizophernia
A word to discribe me
confused.
I mostly feel lost and empty.
But when I check inside
I mostly feel blank.
I have more that one inner critic
mostly she and the hallucinations never stop
But if my present mood was a color
it would be disoriented.
I am a person who's different from others
I hear and see what others can not.
My internal dialoge can be confusing and threatening.
I get paranoid and jumpy from listening to her.
I perfer noise to quiet.
Sometimes reality gets mixed up
and i dont know my way back.
Other times I feel like crying.
If i had one wish
I would wish never to have this.
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