Please, please help me
I have to know
if you think like I do
Does the voice between your ears sound just a little too loud?
Are there moments when you feel the electricity coming off of your thoughts
so strongly that you want to gouge out your eyes?
Are you buried so deep in your head that you're not a part of your life anymore?
Do you see the nail polish remover and for a second think, I could just drink that before remembering you're supposed to be laughing with your best friend?
How can all of this go on in my head and I just want to scream but nobody else is talking about it?
Are you scared to breathe the madness?
Or am I the duckling who too early turned to a swan, who has a family but doesn't belong, it's ugly, so ugly here in this head of mine, futile swimming, spinning in circles, instead of walking inside the lines
I can't tell if this is crazy
Please, please I'm begging you
I need to know
If your thoughts are secretly eating you out from inside
And if you're suffocating trying to hide
I need to know

How you think.