bipolar mania paranoia
They are out to get me.
They stare, sizing me up.
They think I don't notice, but I see them. I don't stare back. I don't want to incite them.
I must give off a "crazy vibe" or a "crazy odor" that they can sense I am not doing well at all.
They want to capture me, take me away, hospital.
against my will.
I don't know how to fight them.
I only know that my protective womb shell doesn't appear to be working.