Psychiatrist

So you think you know me?
You sit across from me with a smile
And a mental book of Psychology
Turns pages in your mind.

So you think you know me?
You don’t.
You can’t SEE me.
You are reading the wrong book
And the pages are
Backwards
Upside-down

You are reading a book while I’m playing a game.
You don’t have the right rules
I break them all anyway
I can dance around you in ever-changing patterns and never tire
This is all just so much
FUN
For me
Because I’m making a mockery of you
Of the people that sent me
Of everyone that thinks I need
‘Help’
If you cannot see that you are analysing a character then
Who really needs help here?

‘So tell me, why did you cut yourself?’
It was FUN
Blood tastes GOOD
And people’s reactions made me howl with laughter
‘I was hurting… I was hurting so bad, and I didn’t know what to do.’
Scribble
Scribble
FUCKWIT!

I know exactly what to say
I know exactly how to behave
I can see what you’re writing:
‘Grieving but mentally stable.’

Sanity: Don’t you just love it?

I am who I want to be.
Would you like to see my soul?
(It’ll blow your tiny fucking mind)
Count to ten and try to find me…
You’ll never catch me.