If I could look inside my brain,
It would be an explanation for being insane.
Inside out and upside down,
It would surely make you frown.
Nothing is where it’s supposed to be.
So no wonder I don’t recognise me.
She spoke but no one heard, every scream seemed a whisper, and so she took pen to paper…
If I could look inside my brain,
It would be an explanation for being insane.
Inside out and upside down,
It would surely make you frown.
Nothing is where it’s supposed to be.
So no wonder I don’t recognise me.