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Capgras Syndrome

Capgras Syndrome

What I had was Capgras, did not come fast, but it sure did last,

Thought my family was replaced by others, even my brother

Thought I had a stage name, this ain't no game,

Where's the shame, this is no hall of fame,

To my surprise, I was offered pills to stabilize,

Thought I was normal but victim of a joke, felt like I would choke

Family were not the ones I knew, I started to feel blue,

As delusions grew, thought people were hiding in the trees,

Because of me, that I have a name, still the same,

Jason, no ego inflation, to be a man, as my thoughts ran,

With this delusion, I started living in seclusion

Began to lose some weight, felt that I was meeting my fate,

Was sure there was someone in my attic, somewhat dramatic,

To spy on me, thought it would be illegal you see,

So I slept with a knife, imagine if I had a wife to tell me that I was crazy,

My memories are not hazy of how it was, just because,

It seemed so real, I began to squeal

Like invasion of the body snatchers, I called 911 dispatcher,

He acted like I was nuts, then I hated his guts,

Then destroyed my phone, In my home, where I roam,

But I got another cell, thought it may be hell,

Because I did not feel well

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