What if I was crazy?

If the thoughts in my head were more real to me than real can be
and
If the tears I cried
were from a cutting pain deep down inside?
If I never slept because I was afraid
of the thoughts that would come out in my unconscious to play.
To tug at my emotions and tangle my strings
and to remind me of a past I've tried so hard to leave.
What if this is a secret
I've kept for a long long time
and the crazy inside of me is just waiting to burst out
and shine?
It wants to take over, I'm trying to hide
these thoughts of crazy inside my mind.
What if all of this is true?
I'm not making it up,
will you still accept me and my crazy?
or will it be time to pack your **** up?
and run for the door
and jump on a train
and get away from this girl you don't know anymore

a girl who's insane.