justified

They have been speaking,

but my ears have been closed.

They have been showing me,

but my eyes have been shut.

They have been listening,

but my thoughts have been encased.

in insanity.

a cloud reigns above me,

dropping fire like water.

burning, scalding water.

it leaves my soul wounded,

and screaming for help.

I know that I am trapped.

but I also know that there is no way out.

They look at me as if I'm insane.

they treat me as if I'm a monster.

it brings no good feelings.

but sometimes I feel as if their reactions are

justified.

call to me, grab my arm,

do whatever you feel is best.

but no matter what, that cloud will always be there.

telling me these things.

and no matter what you do,

to me these things

of which it speaks

will always feel

justified.

what do you mean?

they're telling me lies?

well then...

These

Lies

Seem

Too

Real.

help me.

save me.

whatever you want.

you feel as if they're lying?

well, your opinion is completely

justified.

lies or not

I feel what they say

is true.

after all

to me

it all seems pretty

justified.