Who's there?
Voices murmur, winds stir.
What's that?
Diagnosis "crazy", once was never were.
How come?
No one's fault, born [that way] like that [as is].
Now what?
Plunge the needle, take the pill.
Push the drug,
"Have the will."
Numb the mind, dull the pain,
Mix the fix with a rush of blood through the vein.
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