Down.

I feel like there is another person or - being- living inside my head.  Literally holding me back and stopping me from doing the things that the Real Me wants to do.  I say one thing... or want to do something.. and I end up doing the complete opposite.  Constantly.  I feel that I have Zero control of my own Being!  I can have all the intentions in the world to improve my life..change a lot of things I don't like...  but something is in there constantly pulling me back in.  Is it insanity?  Or Fear?  Split personalities perhaps??  I can look around and see a lot of thing that resemble mental illness in my own family.  On BOTH sides.  Does that shit in fact get passed down?

When one has no control over their own SELF... does that make them insane?  

The question is...  if I'm NOT clinically insane.. then what Am I?  I'm going to look up the definition of insanity.  Be right back.

Mentally Deranged.  HAHA!  Yes.  That's the ticket. 

So....  here I sit.  Trapped inside this cage.  Of flesh and insanity.  Looking out....  Hoping someone will catch a glimpse.....   I'm inside...  yelling and screaming at the top of my lungs!  ...but no one can hear.

Hoping someone will climb up the tower and save me.

Save Me....