so this is for the lovely Mori, who is just one of the nicest people ever, and I'm really glad I met her!


Annie was the crazy girl

She heard them talking

Although they acted like she couldn't hear

But she wasn't crazy

It was just everyone else that was messed up

Annie didn't think she would win

She couldn't think straight

Her mind was always full of fog

And she saw his head being chopped

Again and again

Sometimes she'd hear screams

She wasn't sure if it was her

or someone else

But she wasn't crazy

It was just everyone else that was messed up

They probed her

They poked her

They left her alone in the white room

But she wasn't crazy

It was just everyone else that was messed up

and if she was crazy

Surely they shouldn't shut her up

Leave her alone

With the sounds that wouldn't stop

There was one person she knew didn't hate her

She sometimes saw him in her dreams

Although his face was fading

She heard his laughter

From days fishing by the sea

But those days were long gone

Finnick wasn't crazy

He said he was crazy about her

Where was he now

She wasn't crazy

She told herself every night

She tried to picture his face

And imagined them together

Lost in dreams

Annie wanted to get away

She wanted to be free

Out the white room

She wanted to speak to people's faces

Not the machine in the corner

She wanted to look at something that wasn't white

Annie could slowly feel it

Getting worse every day

She was crazy

But the rest of the world was still messed up