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Posted by: Joanne E. Nilsson Category: Spoken Word / Mental Health / Music & Identity Intro: Mental health is complex. For some of us, it doesn’t show up in neat categories or clean diagnoses. I’ve never been handed a label — and I’m not out here begging for one either. This song is a declaration. It’s about owning who I am, glitch and all. I don’t need permission to exist in my head. I don’t need to be "fixed." I’m not a case file — I’m a whole damn system running outside your grid. Welcome to my space. Here’s my song. 🎵 Glitch in Your Matrix Style: Industrial trip-hop meets slam poetry, with glitch effects and distorted hooks. 🎙️ [Intro – glitching radio voice, vinyl crackle] “System error... User not compliant...” ...Good. 🎤 [Verse 1] Mental health? Maybe just a glitch in your Matrix. You scan me like malware—sorry, I’m ancient. I’m rich in filth, unfiltered, uncharged, Unmatched by your system, I breathe through scars. You plug in clean, I short-c...

24/7 Trauma Response Surveillance 👁️ I’m Haunted on Loop: 24/7 Surveillance by Every Demon in My Head by [Your Name] People say ghosts haunt houses. Mine haunt me . They don’t knock. They don’t creep. They camp . Full-time. Rent-free. A 24/7 demon surveillance unit—like Big Brother, if everyone was dead, angry, and had unfinished business. It’s not a possession. It’s not Hollywood. It’s worse. They watch . They judge . They narrate . Every mistake? Logged. Every heartbreak? Replayed. Every lie I told to survive? They hold tribunals at 3am. No sleep, no peace, no mute button. Some of them used to be people. Some of them are me . Past versions I buried, truths I choked on, pain I laughed off. They didn't die. They morphed . Turned into shadows that sit in the corners and clap when I stumble. They love the late shows—midnight panic attacks and 2am shame spirals. One wears my ex's perfume. One talks in my dead brother’s voice. One just screams. Still, I let them...