Insanity

My mind spins, confused and twisted.
Is it my own insanity or just self induced torture?

My mind tells me one thing, but you manipulate me into helping you,
What do I get for that in return?

I end up with a mind full of scribbles and confusion and an arm full of scratches and scars.
Why do you turn me into this monster?

My arms fill up quickly with the newest set.
As soon as I get trapped behind these bars.
Bars placed here because of you.
Sadly you don't seem to give a damn.


I know who you are, I put in my best interest for you, and you caused the insane monster that I am known as.
Do you even care?

Why do I always attempt to help you with your dirty deeds, your lies, and your dark motives?

Is it because I care too much or because you just need someone to be there for you, but give nothing back when I need it the most?