Insanity ch1

the rain poured on my window out side. i sat on my bunk with my headphones on staring at the white walls that surrounded me. I am here and I am insane. in this place that says i am crazy. this place that forces pills down my throat to keep me calm. i don't like it here. not at all. i want out. i want to escape. but i will never get out. they will never let me out of here because i am insane. i am crazy. i am here in this place that tells me what's wrong with me and trys to fix me. but i don't need to be fixed. i need to be set free. but they won't set me free. because they say i am crazy. that i will hurt people. but i would never hurt anyone. not unless they hurt me first. if they hurt me then i would hurt them. but they would never hurt me. only mean people hurt me. i don't like mean people. these walls echo the sound of my pain. my skin crawls with my distain for this place. my music plays louder than anything else in the room. it seems to be the only thing making sound. i focus my eyes on the side of my bunk, finding shapes in the wrinkled sheets. i see a face. it stares back at me, mocking me as i sing along to the words of 'You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison' it seemed to fit, seeing at i was in a prison. well kinda. if by prison, you think of a place that locks you in and won't let you out. tells you that you don't belong in society, that you don't fall to their standards then, yes. i am in Prison. and i am insane.

-Nobody Knows All the Trouble I've Seen-