Ocean of Thoughts

Insane

I'm all alone
In this little room
They told I'm awaiting
Something called doom

I don't know what they mean
Or really what they say
I have no attention
That I have to pay

They are quite nice
Or are they mean?
I'm not really sure
Not even what I've seen

I'm in a plastic box
One that's white and large
I've run into a wall
Which caused me to fall

They tell I'm insane
A little off
That my brain is diseased
And because of me, my mother is deceased

I'm sure she was great
Not that I remember so
I don't really know
Which place to go

Not that there's
Many to go
I've got 1..2
Wait what was I saying

'Miss Pearce, you've got a visitor.'
Okay time to go
I'm glad we've played
Wish I could have stayed

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The mind of a mentally ill girl who is in a mental ward.
You are her mind. If that makes sense. She's making you up, you're a figment of her imagination.