Dear Doctor

Dear Doctor,

It's not all that difficult. Don't tell me I'm a lost cause. In fact, I shouldn't even be a case, I don't need a doctor. All I need is to leave, can I doctor? Can I? I'm not at home, my home is in a land far away, just let me go, please? Your keeping me here, in this limited environment, is affecting me, doctor.  Every day you tell me that I can travel anywhere I want, but you always give me a time limit. I don't even want to travel doctor, I'm not an adventurer. I don't want to discover the world, it's too big for me anyways.

I want to be locked, do you hear? But not in this place, doctor, no, not here. Can't you send me away to the land of sun and love? That is what would set me free. You keep thinking that it is here that I can be cured, why be so naive, doc? You tell me I can be a King here amongst my fellow men. I can become the envy of all. But I don't want that, I don't want to become an unhappy king, the unhappy ruler of my fellow men. I would rather become a prisoner in my far away land. Being a prisoner in that land is what would set me free. Why won't you believe me?

Stop handing me money, doctor. I can't use it, it's of no value to me. The more you give, the more these walls close in on me. I bought me the nicest clothes, I sculptured my body towards perfection, I have kissed the pretiest girls, I have seen beautiful places and I've been promised succes. And you told me that was the meaning of life. Altough all dreams of mine, none did set me free, not one did put a smile on me.

You are a good one, doc, you even got me so far as to forget my far away land. For 7 months I lived in the illusion that I could be happy here, in your institution. You offered me food, books, money, an occupation, limited freedom, hopes and dreams. I'm sure you meant well, I know you are a caring man. But can't you see, it's not helping me?

I need to confess doctor, since a while I have quit them, those little pills you forced on me. Why did you ever give them to me? With good intentions, I hope? They lifted my spirit and filled me with the dream of my own kingdom, you seemed sure that would set me free? No, doc, I give up on that idea, but don't tell society, they won't agree. Let me go, send me to my liberating prison. And if not, I will fight myself free. But if you help me, I promise to find me a girl to keep me company, so please, please doc, set me free.


Thank you for your kindness and consideration,

Fonchito