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Mental Hospital

They all wanna know
They wanna know why I�m here
But I think the cuts on my face and neck make it very clear
It�s not that exciting
You just sit and talk, medicate and sleep
Some nights I�ll hear people cry
As I hear them cry, I am writing down ways that I could possibly die
Let�s sleep on this hospital floor
It�s much more comfortable than the bed
Then someone begins to knock on the door
�Are you ok? Do you need anything?�
No
I just want you to leave me alone
I don�t care if I get better anymore
I just want to go home
I don�t want the meds
I want my bed back
And my shower
And my sister
Words can�t even begin to explain how much I miss her
I don�t want therapy
I don�t want any more problems
I just want to be perfect
This place is a mad house
The nights are sleepless
People always fight and kids always punch walls
The only excitement there is, is when someone calls
But it�s never for me, no
No, no, no
I just can�t wait until it�s time for me to go
To go away from this awful place
I now cry every night cause I finally realized that there is actually something wrong with me
Maybe I�m actually going crazy
It is my addiction that is driving me insane
I�m not even sure if I can remember my own name
Is there an AA for self-harm?
Well, I have to go now
It�s time to go to bed
But I won�t sleep, oh no
The thoughts will just stir around in my head
I�ll have suicidal thoughts but nobody will ever know
I would love to stay and talk but I can�t anymore
Cause somebody is knocking
Knocking at my already open door