INSANE
With no doubt,
I am "Insane"!
The fury of the thought,
the agony of the pain!
With my Pleasures left behind,
to follow me no more,
And with this feeling in my mindto which i can't adore.
The bars are locked ,
the walls are in,
reality never yet so far.
Is there a chance
i can escape
these walls of iron and tar?
Leave me now to sit alone
and dream of fantasy.
Of mother goose and fairy tales, which seem so real to me.
Without a doubt
I am Insane,
Insane as ever can be.
Oh help me GOD!
I need you now!
To return me to reality.
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