the same phrasing
I hear each day
people passing by
whispering amongst their ears
saying
I’m Insane
but despite their thrills
and the chills I give them
giving them the crazy eye
despite the fact
that my wits
diseased
logic deceased
stare unpleasant
and life unchecked
still I think, not so ill am I
for I have no debt
and I tell no lies
I keep few secrets
and wear no disguise
yet you call me freak
and I see you, the one
who should be in a cage
to threat, to maim, to rage
to damage and rip and sweat
because, I’d bet
you’re more crazy than I.

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