Some Lost Thoughts

I am missing my mind.
I don't like the taste of this medicine.
I think I might just be going insane.
My feet keeping growing,
But I think I'm getting shorter.
People around me are getting dumber,
I'm afraid to drink the water,
It just might be contagious.
From the old school I miss two people,
A best friend and someone I never really met,
I know so much about both,
Though one had probably already forgotten me.
The best friend knows who she is,
And she knows who my 'one' is.
I accuse myself of stupid thoughts,
They just keep on coming,
Once all the pieces are together,
It all makes more sense.
That sense put together tells my story.
My story is a tale,
A tale of my twisted dreams.
Mixing people in my mess of a story,
Give them a new name,
Maybe an appearance change,
Mixed in, friends and others,
Try to pick yourself out.
I think I'm losing my mind,
To a stupid world of fantasy,
I know it sounds strange,
But,
I LOVE it.