Oh, I'm so scared. The walls can't hurt you. It's not that. Close your eyes and think happy thoughts. Now the walls have stopped spitting at me, and I can stop over-acting, since Hollywood has only one way of portraying mental illness.
Roses are red.
My work here is done. Now I realize that I'm not crazy and I should be helping people. How uncliched I am. So I decided to become a doctor. But not just any doctor.