psychosis

 
I wish it were secure my mental health
but the only thing I can count on it will get out of control again
alienating me further from the ones I care about
I hurt on the inside constantly having to go through a list

a. this is fact
b. this could be real
c. this has to be a delusion

then there are the voices and a whole host of personalities I deal with
and denying there reality becomes difficult when I know so much about them
such as favorite nick name, color and sexual preferences the different patterns in speech they don't talk like me and their manuerisms are different

they tell me things I wouldn't no otherwise about people
things I don't want to know
they get mad if  ignore them because they think I look stupid
I get angry back my point is I like my rose colored glasses
plus I give people leeway knowing I come with a lot of chaos

this is my life it may I'm dark but I am just writing down my reality and my response to it