One minute I'm staring out the window of the car
Next thing I know I'm staring at it from afar
I feel claustrophobic sitting here
Like everything in the world is to fear
Sometimes I laugh so loud I scare myself
Sometimes I scare someone where they pee himself
Do I belong in here with all of you who assume
That I belong in this padded room
Wearing this straitjacket
Going crazy is just a habit
I'm not mad, I'm not insane
I'm just playing a silly game again
Author notes
"Life's a game, keep playing it over and over again, yet, here i am in this mental facility" Truely insane, i think not. More normal than some.
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- Insanity by Insane-Joe.
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Very good poem
I like your outlook
Honestly, when you think about it, there's no such thing as normal. Because everyone is going to have their own definition. -
Great kelsey
i love it. It's great. You have a good point. A friend of mine says that she thinks normal people are the crazy ones and the ones we call crazy are normal.
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