They call me mad.
They call me insane.
They call me crazy.
They call me demented.
They call me unbalanced.
They call me disturbed.
I think they're jealous
That they can't see the things I can.
I laugh at the voices in my head
And watch the visions that pass through my mind.
That's what they are-- jealous.
So they lock me in this white padded room.
I call myself a lover.
I call myself a friend.
I call myself a daughter.
I call myself a student.
I call myself unique.
I call myself special.
I call myself Madilyn.
And I see the beauty of insanity.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt: MADNESS! by Asylaarix.
525 points, ended January 29, 31 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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This is AWESOME!
And I see the beauty of insanity
I am officially obsessed with this poem. Good luck in the contest.

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loved this write
I call myself a lover.
I call myself a friend.
I call myself a daughter.
I call myself a student.
I call myself unique.
I call myself special.
I call myself Madilyn.
And I see the beauty of insanity

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This is so perfect!
I love your words
and I am so happy
that you are happy with yourself
and I agree
I am the same way
People look at you differently
then you look at yourself
I loved this
thank you for your entry
and good luck to you darlin





