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