My Domain

This one was written in response to a friend of mine claiming I could write nothing but poems about depression, and suicide.

I'm a bit psychotic, but that's alright
I just get a bit weird at night
Pay no mind to the screams you hear
You have no reason to worry, nothing to fear
I would never hurt you, you've always been kind
But those people you hear, their souls are MINE
Day in, and day out, they taunted, and teased
You see, this left me most displeased
I tried to reason, tried to be nice
But they simply refused to accept my advice
So now, they're locked in my domain
They know nothing of happiness, nothing but pain