Don’t tell me you know
What it feels like
When your own mind
Is your arch enemy
Don’t tell me you understand
What it means
To be a prisoner
Inside your head
Don’t tell me you know
The terror
Of thinking you are
Properly insane
Don’t tell me you get
Being enslaved
By compulsions
You don’t understand
Don’t tell me you know
About causing so much damage
To yourself
You are afraid for your life
Don’t tell me.
These are not things
You can pretend to know
Not feelings you can simulate
Unless you’ve been there
And I hope you haven’t.