Gangsta Whispher... Are They The Ones That Are Crazi Or Us Poem by kiki KEYKEY amador

images of you running in the hall
hoping the crazi dont catch u and u fall
trying to eject them with hapi dope
there yelling no doc nope nope
you lock the door behind you
they hit the glass they want you
you see the sadness in there eyes
you almost become mezmerized
cuz you know they used to be once like us
but there life was crazi full of fuss
so the white jackets came along
and told them they take them for a dance and song
the muffled there voices
for they thought there mind were at losses
they hog tied there hands and feet
and told them to sit in there seat
lost souls
no one to love them hearts with holes
oh doc uv been sent there to help them you see
your a angel in disguise kind of like me
ur perfect in the job
for i would have purpe tear sobs
they cry all night
they look at the glass and fight
they want to love
there locked up like the purple dove
they have no where to go
if they goet out its like a freak show
pleaswe help them doc
you have higher power than any man you see
they need you they mirror there face
there hearts are sad full of disgrace
no one says they want to be in that place
they look in the mirror they dont even see a face
for them how sad
but so lucky to have you in there lives ur a good lad
now lock the door
and dont look back
cuz you might get another bite attack