I Have Given Up On Poetry and Given Into the Nonsence that is My Mind

I am talking to myself.
Tell me, I'm not
Talking to myself.
Right?!
Thoughts are simply noises in my head,
I feel I deserve a quiet night.
I would never want to be inside your brain.
Your insane and don't know how to stop
Yourself.
I don't know how to tell a lie.
I am hearing things I've never heard before.
I am listening,
I'm listening!
Its driving me mad.
I'm mad.
Tell me, I'm not
Mad.
Right?!
I am taking the time to explain
And to hear
And to accept.
You are green
And I learned sign language
And beautiful things.
What do you know?
I must explain
And hear
And accept
And look at beautiful things.
What must you do?
Divide yourself in half
So that one side does what you say it should
While the other listens
To ever other person on this planet
Telling you who you should be
And who you are.
You aren't good enough to know yourself,
To be yourself.
Don't you know?
As long as I'm not talking to myself.
Tell me, I'm not
Talking to myself.
Right?!