Patient Sixty-Seven Us, From Outside

Here I am, sleeping alone
Away from the world
I know my voice can’t be heard
And I awoke fighting for help
But I'm drowned out
By the screams of those
Who’ve finally lost their minds
And the rest of their lives
Honestly, if there's not a chance in hell
I might as well admit myself
You're under my skin and over my head
I'm hearing these voices in my dreams
It's over and over
I'm afraid I'll never escape
You and your words sound so bitter--
Can you remember the last time they weren't?
Is this something that I deserve?
The palms of my hands are bleeding again
Here I am, locked in this room
Holding onto my life
I know if I ever survive
You will see the monster inside--
But I swear to you they’ve led me
They led me to this
'Cause I almost lost my mind
And the rest of my life
Honestly, if there's not a chance in hell
I might as well admit myself
You're under my skin and over my head
I'm hearing these voices in my dreams
It's over and over
I'm afraid I’m going insane
Is this my fault?
Did I bring this upon myself?
I can't go on without your help
And I tried to believe that I’d make it on my own
I'm becoming the man
You tried to destroy for years
Which would be worse--
To live my life as a monster
Or to die as a good man?