behind barbwire is what i knew
and in this ward is how i grew
behind the barbwire is where the normal people stand
and in here is where the mental people land

All i knew was taken away
nothing was there to stay
wrapped up in the heartbreak(heartbreak)
trying to look happy for my mothers sake (mother sake)

From the drugs to the love
went from hugs to pushes and shoves
Till considering myself fine(not fine)
but not having my mind, mine (all mine)

Behind barbwire is what i knew
And in this ward is how i grew(grew)
Behind the barbwire is where the normal people stand
and in here is where the mental people land(land)

Just want to be ok again
not want my screams to curl skin(skin)
don't want to hurt the ones i love(hurt)
i wish this i was carried by a dove

How do u know i'm fine(MENTAL)
i've never tried so hard make my mind MINE!(CRAZY)
no one ever believes me when i say in my mind, there is a fire
I JUST END UP BEHIND BARBWIRE!


Wrote it for my cousin. More of a song then a poem.
 
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