During a time when I wasn’t accepted
During a time when I was rare
Treated like a freak
Treated like a mutant

This creature in front of me, terrifying
This man with no eyes, horrifying
These images, to me, are as vivid as the brightness of the sun
But since you cannot see them, it makes me crazy

All I ask is to be treated normally
As normally as you would a friend
As normally as you would family
It's all I ask, but no matter what I see, it makes me crazy

I always wonder, what if it was you?
What if you saw the man with no eyes
The creature standing in front of you
But you don't, and I do, and that makes me crazy

When I think about how i’m perceived
When I think about how i'm treated
The affect it has on me, dangerous
It makes me think, this illness, does it make me crazy?

But no matter, I will always have but one request
Treat me as a civilian
Treat me as your peer
Treat me with respect
But most of all, don't fear me, because my illness, does not make me crazy.