Losing

Frame this mirrored wall.
It's the last you'll see of me.

I'm going insane,
yet I thought I was sane,
but it's just not the same.

I'm losing my mind,
clocks running,
can't stop it,
ticking time bomb.

Out of money,
nowhere to hide,
sitting,don't care to be alive.

Where am I?
Who are you?
I told you i'm sane,
but you're not the same.

Why should I?
What? Not loud enough.
Don't want to hear,
so leave me here.

Frame this mirrored wall,
it's the last you'll see of me.

I'm going insane,
yet I thought I was sane,
but it's just not the same.

I'm losing my mind!