Force myself from reason and reality
Harm myself and scream with insanity
My broken life is looking so clear
Slow going, stuck in first gear
You know it's you whom drives my hand
With mind and eyes rough as sand
You try and make me conform to useless rules
Seriously carers that's so uncool
You hide your muddy hearts with smiles
Your ego goes on for miles
I have given you a diabetes plan
Still you try and make me bland
We must do groups to "Get In touch"
Well now I am, "Thanks a Bunch!"
I now feel emotions from a tortured past
Now I wish to sleep beneath the grass
My medication turns me down
It makes my aggression come around
Now I am nerved by Caleb's every word
I feel my voice goes unheard.