I am losing my interest in human beings; in the significance of their lives and their actions. Someone has said it is better to study one man than ten books. I want neither books nor men; they make me suffer. I cannot stand talking screaming I listen I listen! when in fact you don't, the common sense era is dying so slow. The recklessness of humans and disrespect of mankind period. I hear my thoughts saying I'm not crazy I'm not crazy. I try to stay sane it's hard to maintain my sanity. I am not crazy, I am not crazy, I know locking me down thinking am caged. I feel enraged I cannot be sane I am trying to be free. I know the shock treatments, the shots, pills I must swallow. I feel hollow mute I am a lost for word's and cannot speak. I know behind these walks I am not free. All I see is a padded cell, I am trapped in my own hell. I hear them I'm not crazy!!!! I swear the voices I hear tell me don't be scared. Love that idea in my padded room. I am restrained I feel insane I cannot contain my rage. I know it sounds unsettling but I am guessing and I quote the Doc, "She's unmanageable restrain her suit her up". I keep screaming I don't want to be contained! I am not crazy! I'm not crazy! great now I feel extremely enraged.
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