How do you know you're insane?
Does not knowing you're crazy
Make you crazy?
How do you know that's true?
And not just another lie
People may think you lost your sanity
But those who know you
They see it as a norm
What if being crazy makes you see the truth?
The truth people are too blind to see
What if society labels you that way in Order to keep the hideous truth shrouded in darkness
Those who are loony dare to enter the darkness
And light the way for others
At the cost of their reputation
They are put in asylums which are meant to be safe havens....
If so, why do they torture those who see the truth?
Why don't you jump into their world and see for yourself?
Or are you frightened of the truth?
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Some Pretty Lame Poetry
PoetryPoems that I occasionally write for fun or to express some feelings. These poems are mostly free verses so don't expect any fancy poetry. I will take requests and do my best to meet your requirements. Sincerely, The Lenny
