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My Insane Asylum
White walls. So sterile and brights
Rough canvas against my skin
Something about this isn't right
So why am I smiling a cheshires grin?
Cold metal clasps along my left arm
A thick leather strip between my lips
Their way of preventing self-harm
Its useless though, as I'm losing my grip
Am I crazy to feel at home here?
In a room with no windows nor doors
No friends or family, nothing I hold dear
Maybe its because I dont care anymore
About my happiness or theirs
About my sanity or despairs
I'm sore and sick, completely drained
Empty. Hollow. I'm also blood-stained
I've murdered my old self, the one they knew
Butchered her up, laughing all the while
Insanity is a disease, that much is true
But its one Im stuck with, and so I'll smile
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