Crazy Or Sane

How are you? Feeling Blue? I'm feeling fine, as fine as I'll say and show you, and hopefully in time I wont feel so crazy my world wont be so hazy and I'll show you who I am and even if you slam the door in my face, tell me to leave without a trace, I'll still be here, crazy and broken, without fear that the world could break me down because here, in this town, my marbles were lost, never to be found, and in this writing I have found profound, I'll walk away without you, I'll walk with you until you aren't blue, I'll help you, I'll be there too, and, in the day when you ask me to leave, I'll be gone, so hard to believe, that I was once whole and sane and happy and joyous, now I feel like crawling into bed and leaving this for us, but my words keep flowing out like the river of styx, even the thought makes me quiver with joy and not fright, for throughout the night, I felt myself slip farther away, until finally I'm gone, on this day, and now my mind is gone, and left my body alone, I feel fine...I feel safe...maybe... Is this insanity? I've felt like monsters and things that roam through the night, giving everyone a great big fright, I've been the good guy, I've given both a try, and now I feel I've done all I want... maybe this is the end, of all that I've wrought