all alone in this crazy home trapped in this room <br />no one here to talk too <br /> <br />but what i hear a whisperin soul <br /> <br />i am not crazy <br /> <br />the walls begin to make strange faces the devil itself <br /> <br />no i am not crazy <br /> <br />where did these scars come from i didnt do this <br />it was that shadow of darkness <br /> <br />no i'm definitely not crazy <br /> <br />who is dat woman in the bloody white gown <br />a slit at the throat the fire in her eyes <br /> <br />i am not crazy <br /> <br />docters come to give me my dosage <br /> <br />dead <br />cut to pieces <br />blood every where <br />my insides are my outsides <br /> <br />they said i was crazy <br /> <br />but i'm not i'm insane<br /><br />elena winters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crazy-i-think-not/
