Always Insane
i am alone,
it is quiet and isolated
i like it like this,
i can think,
true, i may be insane,
who isn't?
insanity goes a long way
until you share yourself
with the one you love
day after day,
for now, bask in the isolation,
stretch your muscles in the quiet,
alone for now, isolated,
but not in the shadows,
surrounded by friends,
but ignored,
always ignored,
feeling torn,
such feelings are
so mundane,
nothing compares to
always feeling insane.
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