The voices flood my mind,
The chaos drives me mad.
Far from the world in this distorted land.
No one can hear, yet all can see.
Is it just you or is it just me.
Its as if you can hear my thoughts as you stroll by
I do not ask, you must understand why.
If I were to tell you the truth,
You would probably not understand.
The schizophrenia envelops me.
Secrets are kept so no one will question me,
The doctor gives me pill, the therapist gives me a cure.
But they are just words, Just words that I've heard.
As soon as I leave with another pill or two
The voices come back just to get me through.
Each day is a new awakening,
Hallucinations beckoning.
There is no words for what's in my mind.
Is it just me, or is the rest of the world blind.