The world is a place full of mad people,
Living in the same dorm,
They point at each other,
Making them feel as small as worms,
Knowing that blood within is red,
Yet ready they're to haunt someone inside their head,
Familiar with the reality of world,
Understand the harsh truths,
And pretend as if ,
Yesterday was the day they born,
Fooling themselves and others,
Trying to become smarter,
Saying this one's belongs to Mad People's Dorm,
O little human, ye can't see the fewer existence of yerself,
And all ye try is to use power of your words to abuse and for falsehood,
In the name of god,
Growing business, making others jump away like a toad,
Oh let's see,
How long would yer existence does exist,
That all yeh've been trying is too foll around,
Calling the world Mad People's Dorm round.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
