I shouldn't try poetry but I'll try anyway

How do you pathologise me? How do you judge myself wrong and unwanted?
What behaviours do you want to change? What type am I that the world
reviles me and rejects me, isolates me and spurns me?

tell me, oh psychiatrist, what label would you give? Is possession a
diagnosis no longer used by your profession? Oh. I forgot. Sorry. It's
modern times now. It's dissociative trance disorder? Or is it? Let me
get a second opinion? It's oppositional defiant disorder? Not it's not,
I exclaimed, but what I say is of little relevance to you isn't it?

Oh psychiatrist. Before you drug me and make me like you, before you
take my soul and crush it your drugs, before you change the behaviours
that you don't like about me. Oh psychiatrist. Just remember me before
you destroy me.