I Think Too Much

My mind is going off like a siren, I'm hoping for some silence, but the voices inside are violent, screaming shouting, and everything I am, is everything I don't want to be, I can't say who I am, cause I don't feel like I'm me, and I'm not free to dream, what I want to dream or I would dream that I was anybody but me, you see, crazy is how they describe me, why they don't like me why everyone thinks that I'm lying, when I say I'm disabled or unable to do a certain thing they just say I'm unstable, I'm not, mentally I'm strange but I'm not crazy in the way that you think it's just that I think about everything you don't see and I see things you won't believe, and I've been to places darker than the streets at midnight with no lights, in the countryside because deep inside, there is no place darker than my mind, or my life, it's my right to feel afraid because I've been abused beaten and raped, and theres only so much one mind can take I'm 20 years old and suffer from severe backache, and migrains, my hips dislocate, I look fine, but inside my whole body needs to be rewired, and I'm tired, so tired as I have chronic fatigue so much more wrong with me than anyone could believe but no-one believes me even though I'm diagnosed everyone just say I'm crazy that's how it goes