The mind's a jungle tangled thick in vines
Who’s the beast who haunts your inner shrines
Echoes of Freud in the midnight air
Chasing shadows but there's nothing there
Kant’s compass spins but I’m stuck in the fog
Reason’s a leash on a runaway dog
Are we free or chained by the brain’s disguise
Neurons sparking while the spirit dies
Manic highs or the soul's low tide
Tell me Doctor Where does truth reside
In the cortex or where dreams collide
It’s a mind’s maze
No Map no guide
Lost in the chambers where the secrets hide
Philosophy whispers but psychiatry screams
Truth’s a mirage or a lucid dream
Plato’s cave got me chained to the wall
Illusions dance like shadows that crawl
Is it dopamine or destiny’s game
Chemical storms or a soul untamed
Hume said the self’s just a fleeting flame
But Descartes fought to give it a name
Are we machines
Just a clockwork spin
Or something deeper buried within
They say my mind’s a locked-up cage
Lost the key Misplaced the rage
Socrates and Freud in a debate
Dissecting thoughts I can’t escape
Aristotle whispers“Man
Define your own disease”
But my dopamine’s a traitor
Got me begging on my knees
Am I my neurons or my soul
I’m caught between
The self I see and what they mean
It’s a mind maze No map to find my way
Twisted turns I burn Then fade to gray
Is this me.Or just a broken chemistry
Philosophy of psychiatry Who’s really free
Kant’s critique got me thinking
Am I a phantom or a being
While Descartes screams
“I think I’m real” but my mirror’s disagreeing
They label me a syndrome
Call me manic Call me blue
But Nietzsche laughs in shadows
Says the will’s what pulls me through
Hegel’s dialectics spinning in my head
Thesis Antithesis Can’t escape the dread
I’m a paradox A puzzle A brain on trial
Living contradictions stretched out mile by mile
The mind's a jungle tangled thick in vines
Who’s the beast who haunts your inner shrines
Chasing shadows but there's nothing there
Kant’s compass spins but I’m stuck in the fog
Reason’s a leash on a runaway dog
Are we free or chained by the brain’s disguise
Neurons sparking while the spirit dies
Manic highs or the soul's low tide
Tell me Doctor Where does truth reside
In the cortex or where dreams collide
It’s a mind’s maze
No map
No guide
Lost in the chambers where the secrets hide
Philosophy whispers but psychiatry screams
Truth’s a mirage or a lucid dream
Plato’s cave got me chained to the wall
Illusions dance like shadows that crawl
Is it dopamine or destiny’s game
Chemical storms or a soul untamed
Hume said the self’s just a fleeting flame
But Descartes fought to give it a name
Are we machines
Just a clockwork spin
Or something deeper buried within
It’s a mind maze
No map to find my way
Twisted turns
I burn
Then fade to gray
Is this me
Or just a broken chemistry
Philosophy of psychiatry
Who’s really free
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