Twisted experiment?

I often think that someone must have my brain in glass, testing it and probing it to see what outcomes they get. Inspecting my peculiar behaviour?

Sometimes there seems to be no other explanation for the absolute chaos and travesty inside my own head. When I say ‘own’ head I don’t actually mean my own head because I never feel I control it.

Well if there is some twisted, absurd experiment that I don’t know about, I suggest you discard my exhibited part. You won’t get any more out of it.

I guess it would explain something if nothing else … Why I am wired up so differently.