Ease My Troubled...

Admitted here under false pretenses, like my stability is off kilter The pride of sanity may be an illusion is what I'd like to know myself Can't they see I don't belong Clearly other patients are wrong What can I do to make this right Honesty is the only light As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with these psychiatric evaluations hounding me The notion begins to settle in that maybe I'm jacked up in all the ways they say My values shift, perspective adjacent to an air of confidence never complacent everything perhaps adds up Maybe I have not truly lived Existing on the fence of life and death I know I needed help all along My stubbornness got the better of me As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with psychiatric evaluations hounding me These meds may lift my spirits, but it is all a facade Sedated, frustrated, I feel so God damned hated I just don't want to be seen, this place is filled with my shame I cannot believe that I let myself sink this low As I deny the window to my soul has run dry with cobwebs littered black as coal I do declare myself to be on the path of repair with these psychiatric evaluations hounding me