It's funny, perception.
You see me for what I cannot be .
Never listening or seeing the real me.
I'm your scapegoat so you can be perfect,blame me to keep yourself clean.
The things I hear are nonsense yet they believe them as if it's set in stone.
How can you tell me who I am?
How can you say I'm insane when it was your schools,churches and asylums that made me this way?

The professionals I was sent to see did nothing but create a zombie,pushing pills into my throat like a conveyor belt.
Catatonic,psychotic, schizophrenic, bipolar, suffering from psychosis and brain damage.
Slapping labels on me when it's the drugs they fed me.
My brain can't be that damaged to see these labels are all similar things.

You wouldn't say the wet water swam in the sea,that's a nonsensical sentence saying nothing.
Your labels mean nothing but a paycheck and job security.
Trying to rip out my spine when it's fine,using...