Take me to the hospital baby,
with all of the psychos,
and all the crazy....
people.
I'll be at home with a doctor of my own,
and all the needles,
and all of the knives,
cauz honestly I wanna end my life,
with all of the crazy....
people.
I'll be home with all of the cannibals,
the righteous sinners,
and a killer named Tom,
I'll meet up with my friend Caleb,
where we'll call Brandon mom,
and the doctor's our dad,
might as well,
cauz they're always doing it,
with all of the crazy....
people.
I'll be at home with my psychosis,
depression is my diagnosis,
it's quite amazing there's no cure,
can we get on with this poem,
I'm getting board,
I'll be at peace with the straitjackets,
cauz all of my life,
I've been held captive by my mind,
with all of the crazy....
people.
I'll be at war with the pills,
the one's that make my guts fall out,
this place is so crazy it makes me shout,
the drugs don't help,
nor do the people,
will someone give me a gun,
cauz I wanna die young,
with all of the crazy people.
©weareizzy
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