Crazy Insanity

Through this crazy insanity You see the grey balloon sailing a drift Into the midst of raging turmoil Full of hectic words of misleading Misunderstandings and unused Smiles of lost spirit of those who have Departed from these spheres of influence. Baby Blue stay true to you who is most dear. Don’t jump onto the train of continuous Vomits, injections and a pump of a gut; Your gut, a feeling in which you seem to Pay no attention to more and more. The mirror in which you look in, Plays tricks with you, jokes and lets you Know the farce you seem to believe. This ongoing party you seem to always throw In the bathroom with your closest secrets Is getting tiring and the favors you’ve given out Are running out and you my dear child, Are running out of time yourself. Your clocks timer hasn’t run out so please, Enter my arms of redemption and recovery