IF I’M NOT MISTAKEN

My nails are filed down to the quick

My hair is all tangled; all the windows I've licked

Last night I walked and danced in the rain

If I'm not mistaken; I've gone insane.

My mind filled with paranoia; I'm angry and sad

I'm pretty sure the nurses have killed my Dad.

The people here are drinking my blood that they've drained

If I'm not mistaken; I've gone insane.

I'll sleep when I'm ready; I'll swallow the drugs

I'll pick at my arms crawling with bugs

I'm not an animal; I refuse to be trained

If I'm not mistken; I've gone insane.

Is this real, or am I mistaken?

Do you keep a record of the drugs that I've taken?

Surroundings are unfamiliar; they've altered my brain

If I'm not mistaken; I've gone insane.