The Unfairness Of Angels

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 I'm Charlie Sheen
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Whose reading this?
Get lost! Stop taking the pi$$
We suffer from paranoia
In other words schizophrenia

When I say me
I often mean we
We drift about reality
Welcome to our insanity

We've done some crazy stuff
The DR said enough was enough
And sent us to institutions
For our hallucinations

At parties we like to mingle
But both of us our single
Due to our split personality
I'm me, he's called Charlie

He tells me what's going on
And what is right and wrong
I like being me but love being him
That's when the fun will begin

People think I'm a complete loon
When I tell them I stared in Platoon
They think I live in a constant dream
But I am Charlie Sheen!


***Based on a semi true story when I worked  as a mental health social worker and one of my clients with schizophrenia who seriously believed he was a famous Hollywood film star...I have worked with many people with schizophrenia, and i always start my sessions with teh same question..."So, who am i talking to today?"*****



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