"Edge Of Insanity"

There’s a strangeness to this padded cell
Seeing myself mirrored from the ceiling
Lying down on the edge of insanity
Wondering why I’m so confused
Being the sight of my reflection
Seeing a doctor disturbing me
His needle piercing deep
Why am I here
And who knows
Where one will die
Hidden in these walls
Once bold enough to fly
With a bright mind to see
My dream of being a superstar
Rising high with wings of fire
No fear to hide in a tomb
Dark in death hidden
Floating mindlessly
The psychiatrist
With his guide dog
Leading me to a cell
Strapped tightly in bed
Masquerading invincible
The pen scribbling furiously
Hypnotizing the lies
With spying eyes
Lying in a shadow
Anesthetized
Mindfully dreaming
How can this be true
In this message for me
Seen in a puddle on the floor -
I’m the man born to save myself.