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Insane


You can tease and laugh all you want,

You point and stare 'cause you can't confront

What I have and said and done.

Because if you did, we know what you'd become.

 

They laugh at my deranged manners,

They call it my 'insanity' behavior.

But isn't it better to live in your own world,

Harkening fate at your very own word.

 

I see the stars and fly to them,

I run like hell, and fire and I are one.

I face and remember hardships in the devilish dreams,

But overcome them, for only I redeem.

 

I take this fantacy in stride

And believe me, it's better than to be remind

Of the failures, worthlessness, and the sane,

This is why they call e crazy, cause I'm deranged.

 

But hey, no nags, disappointment, and confusing interpetating.

Hell no! Come to the world of just imagination.

So package me up, take me away from the sane.

Let me have my peace and fantacy, cause I'm insane!

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