16 DEC 97
One More Mind

“Hello.”
“Hi, how are you?”
It’s not just me,
There’s another too.

Both of us trapped,
Inside, together.
One’s not smart,
One’s not clever.

“It’s not my fault,
It’s mine”, I say.
They look, they laugh,
Then look away.

“I’m not crazy”,
“Nor am I.”
This is said by me
As they pass us by.

I’m not crazy,
I’m not insane.
I can feel
Myself’s own pain.

Apparently we’re only one,
But there’s two in here, I swear.
They’ll stand and talk happily to me,
Pretending myself or I am not there.

I am caught within ourself,
I don’t know where we are.
Myself and I have lost control
And Me has gone too far.

I’ve seen Doctors,
Who said that it’s just me.
But there’s at least one more, I’m sure,
Maybe there’s even three.

Me and I are always fighting,
How much more can myself take?
They’re blaming Schizo Phrenia.
I told me to take a break.