Crazy?

My minds a blur
my thoughts scrambled
things aren't real
I'm as good as dead.

Sitting alone
what year is it?
Winter, summer?
which is it?

Help, mommy
They are taking me.
eating at me.
They just don't see.

I swear It's a lie
I know I'm not sick
I must have been framed
and this is all a nasty trick.

I feel so alone
No one believes me
They think I'm crazy
Even my family.