This poem was written in 30 minutes during a math class. Basically, I'd been reading up on psychology the night before, and I'd been thinking a lot about schizophrenia since then because it really peaked my curiosity. I couldn't concentrate during math, and when I was meant to be doing some problems, I started writing instead, trying to get into a schizophrenic's frame of mind. I showed it to my psych teacher; he thought it was pretty accurate, so tell me what you think!
This one is about a person with schizophrenia who has a strong idea they're schizophrenic and is describing it, but is afraid to tell anyone about the voices or what's going on in their head for fear of being institutionalized. So they try to live with it as best they can.
NOTE: Schizophrenia does not make anyone crazy or insane, despite people's reactions. It is simply a psychological disorder. Some people with schizophrenia are able to live pretty normally without it ever even being diagnosed, but they do hear voices, which actually NEVER say anything good, they are almost always "evil", so life can be really frightening at times. But they're not insane. I've heard people say that and I don't think it's true.