Toms making me insane!

I think your going insane!
You say your hearing a little man saying your name.
you say he has dark green skin and hot pink hair,
you say he smiles a lot,
and pops out of no where!
You say he sings to you the song of his treasure,
and talks to you about the pressure of keeping it hidden.

Confused, lost, you seem it all,
You stay up for hours trying to piece together it all.

As i sit here laughing about how insane you have become,
i begin to see my little friend Tom,
he is little with dark green skin and hot pink hair,
he smiles a lot and pops out of no where!
He sings to me the song of his treasure,
and talks to me about the pressure of keeping it hidden.

Wait a minuet, just wait one minuet, dear friend your going insane, and i believe i am as well.