You say I have a personality disorder.
You say I'm a tad cuckoo.
How can you say this?
You hardly know me.
You say I'm a danger to myself.
You say Im not the full ticket.
Not quite all there.
You say Im a risk to myself.
So what its my choice.
Please tell me what I am supposed to do.
Cos I do not have the answers.
Hulicinations and delusions.
Suicidal tendancies.
If Im this bad should I be locked away?
Amy Louise Kerswell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/personality-disorder/
