When the process starts you think you're going insane
Messing with your mind playing with your brain
Constant questions and answers
to and fro back again
You realise you have to accept or it's like swimming against the current
living while holding your breath
Those who don't understand meet you with a scrutinising closed hand
See you as unwell
Think they are trying to help
Though you have to remember you questioned yourself
So try to rise above
Be true to self
For you have to see
what's ment
To be seen
No one else