I'm afraid of all the things they could say if they knew;
would they send me away.
Lock me up and medicate me.
That's what I fear.
I fear your voice would grow distant.
Have I gone crazy.
No I couldn't have gone crazy.
You've always been here with me.
when your little it was cute to hear voices in your head.
Its normal.
They call them imaginary friends.
But now I'm the stereo typical crazy.
This world I have in my head feels wrong.
I sometimes isolate my self so I can talk to you.
But who can blame me.
my head is full of colors when the outside world just seems so gray.
sometimes I even consider drugs so I can hear your voice just a little bit clearer.
But even I have my limits.
So do you think I've gone mad?