I’m crazy.
I can control things with my mind.
I know what you're thinking.
Don’t say it.
‘She’s crazy.’
Yes, I know. My mommy sent me to a doctor,
Said she was afraid for her safety.
She doesn’t say it,
But she thinks I’m crazy.
The doctor talked real soft,
Like he was afraid I’d break if he talked too loud.
He kept scribbling notes in his notebook.
Just like they do in the movies.
He thinks I’m crazy.
My boyfriend lives in KY, three states away.
I met him online.
I talk to him every night.
We plan on getting married.
My friends think I’m crazy.
At school I make all A’s.
I wear clothes no one else would be caught dead in.
I run down the halls screaming,
And make out with a new guy every week.
The freshmen think I’m crazy.
Everyone else knows it.
I was my grandma’s perfect child.
Always the little dream girl.
Until I showed up at her house and refused to go home.
Now she just thinks I’m crazy.
My aunt once told me I could always count on her.
Then she saw something
She didn’t want to believe.
A bisexual is not welcome in her family.
All my cousins think I’m crazy.
I got a job at a videogames store,
The youngest person there.
The manager makes fun of me
Because I laugh for no reason.
I guess I’m just crazy.
I can control things with my mind.
If you don’t believe me,
You can just drop dead.
…told ya.