Insane

Words written on the walls
Lights flickering in the halls
They say these patients are long done
But I think we're the crazy ones.

Locked away in a cruel state
Trying to escape, this is not their fate
Tied down, restrained, and even abused
Consciousness broken, minds just misused

No time to talk, just take your meds
While you're at it, let me tie you to your bed.
They want to be set free, not confined
But all you say is "SHUT UP! It's all in your mind"

Yeah, it's in their mind, but isn't that where we live?
Trapped by our own thoughts, there's nothing to give.

We only believe what we see
And we see what we believe
The only truth to that is we're all blind.
Damn... what a relief