I Don’t Miss My Sanity

I don’t Miss my Sanity

 Sanity has left me and she never said "farewell."

 I look up and down to find her, but she has reaped me of my reasoning.

 Leaving me to hunt and ponder in this crazy stairwell.

 Sanity did leave me and I fear she will return.

She had me looking correctly, like the rest of society, all falseness and fake.

 But now I like how clearly I see as the façades burn.

 Sanity is forever gone and Crazy has taken her space.

 Now I’m much happier fore Crazy is freedom and a beauty to behold.

 With Crazy at my side the world is filled with mischief in every place.


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