Ease My Troubled...
Admitted here under false pretenses, like my stability is off kilter
The pride of sanity may be an illusion is what I'd like to know myself
Can't they see I don't belong
Clearly other patients are wrong
What can I do to make this right
Honesty is the only light
As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal
I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with these psychiatric evaluations hounding me
The notion begins to settle in that maybe I'm jacked up in all the ways they say
My values shift, perspective adjacent to an air of confidence never complacent everything perhaps adds up
Maybe I have not truly lived
Existing on the fence of life and death
I know I needed help all along
My stubbornness got the better of me
As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal
I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with psychiatric evaluations hounding me
These meds may lift my spirits, but it is all a facade
Sedated, frustrated, I feel so God damned hated
I just don't want to be seen, this place is filled with my shame
I cannot believe that I let myself sink this low
As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal
I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with these psychiatric evaluations hounding me
The pride of sanity may be an illusion is what I'd like to know myself
Can't they see I don't belong
Clearly other patients are wrong
What can I do to make this right
Honesty is the only light
As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal
I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with these psychiatric evaluations hounding me
The notion begins to settle in that maybe I'm jacked up in all the ways they say
My values shift, perspective adjacent to an air of confidence never complacent everything perhaps adds up
Maybe I have not truly lived
Existing on the fence of life and death
I know I needed help all along
My stubbornness got the better of me
As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal
I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with psychiatric evaluations hounding me
These meds may lift my spirits, but it is all a facade
Sedated, frustrated, I feel so God damned hated
I just don't want to be seen, this place is filled with my shame
I cannot believe that I let myself sink this low
As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal
I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with these psychiatric evaluations hounding me
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Writer(s): Connor Burch
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