Do we, coming into this existence, sign into the contract, that is, the collective consciousness?

My greatest fear is 

being declared insane

 

Tomorrow I begin

an early psychosis treatment program

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This is the journey to heal my brain

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I need help

I am not well

I am sick, delusional

but this is hard to tell

 

White knuckling each day

I look around at others

to see what they say

Will I fit in

Young Chameleon

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The Collective is Crazy

It is beginning to show

How many more cracks

till it will blow

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We all need healing

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I will be the first to say

I have not been feeling OK

And that's OK

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