Trust me, I know

There is a never ceasing labyrinth

of nonsense and flying objects, Along with 

made up words and strange timing

not caring 

and passionate endings 

that branch in all directions

In levels of madness, inside me

and its absolutely fine

that most don't like it

don't care for my weirdness

it might be the reason

I have no friends at all

but trust me

It is much better, to wake up alone

and yourself

then to be surrounded being

someone else