Schizophrenia
If only I could ease
your misery and pain.
And take you to where you'll
never suffer again.
Schizophrenia is
like someone's in your head.
And I know there are times
that you wished you were dead.
To you, the boogeyman
is much more than a myth.
And sometimes, your voices
are all you are left with.
A warped reality
makes it hard to be strong.
For you're not always sure
that there's anything wrong.
You fall into disdain
no matter what you do.
And you wonder if God
understands; it's not you.
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