I saved your words

They think i\'m sick.
Maby i\'m sick.

If you\'re sick they\'re letting you go after a while
to the reality,heaven or hell or what els you can imaginary.
You..you
dont need to be worried.They\'re going to let you go.

Okay,I\'m sick,but not like you.
white dresses,tight into my bed,bright lights,needles
and worried eyes,they think that i\'m going to kill you ,YOU.
eye to eye with you,but i\'m not going to read your mind.
They gave me that sugar,i started to shake.
and ONE just one simply thought.
they\'re not going to let me go until i\'m like them.
they\'re helping me,but why dont they just open a world for us?
Please ,drop my days.
I\'m like this,and i\'m stuck.
Just the thought that they\'re not letting me go beacause i\'m
dangerous,or maby crazy is strange.

he/she:End my life.
She/he:I\'ll end my life with you.