siren

I just screamed at my parents for a while, saying I remembered the blacked-out time and that I’m certain I’m going crazy and I should be committed. They said I was being irrational, but if I insisted, they’d have me talk to a therapist. I said fine. When I convince this shrink that I’m crazy they’ll have to put me away. I don’t get to see him until Wednesday. I hope I don’t hurt my friends before then.
Yes, they’re making me go to school. They said being around other people will take my mind off things.
It’s on their heads if I freak out and hurt someone.
Who am I kidding. Of course it’s on my head. I’m the one living in this body. I just need to keep control of myself.