Insane

In every life of human size, There are some moments clearly set, When detachment comes easily And your brain's a wisdom outlet. At the sole time of occurrence, If the mind's not sorrow drained, Pass your level of endurance, So your conscience cannot be maimed! The reason for this precaution Is as simple as a park walk. People are scared of the motion Of very witty human talk. So when, in that time, you decide A good remark to clearly make The other will, a bit aside, Contemplate how flight to take From who steps out of social play Stops and tries true things to utter And gets blamed for insanity When they analyze the matter. They decide you've changed a lot, Too much has happened to you now, Ostracized you'll be from the lot Whom, for you, took the friendship vow. You leave those moments full of grief, You feel as if you are to blame For shuttering the wrong belief That truth and lies are all the same. Suffices to lie while smiling When things look in an awful way Instead of truly replying, Making them hear what you must say.