It's scary when you begin to trust your therapist.
Because you know that if you do one think wrong you will feel so crushed by expectations of them that you made up.
You want to tell them certain things,
And yet again you don't,
So what do you tell them?
All you can say is:
I'm sick.
I need help.
Someone help me please,
And you end up even more isolated than before.
Because once you reveal your big secrets:
You are sent away.
It's so useless.
You trust them just for them to turn you around and screw you into the looney bin,
And yet you can't help but trust someone so loving.
It's the most dangerous game of all.
