The Clarity of Insanity

Insanity is the clarity we all refuse to need It's a fortress Unbreakable Impenetrable Unfathomable It's called sanity We are told to think outside of the box Our mind is herded Controlled If only we knew what treasures the box could hold We were never in the box The fortress Sanity Our freedom to think Misguided towards mental slavery If you are in Sanity In San In the spiritual plain where your mind is truly free And the pain of crazy is only in your mind Even the smartest And the best dressed Can detest How their mind is obsessed With the singular opinions of the world Why hate the insane when you are out of sanity’s gift Why does Sane sound like a saint? If i am insane Am I in saint? The saint? In the state of mind where i can completely open up to the world The woke awaken their third eye But their 4th, 9th and 11th will remain blind Let the pain of crazy cleans you While some may call you coocoo Insanity shows you what you do do And directs you on what you should do Break into insanity Because thinking “outside the box” Only gifts you vanity Embrace the kiss of crazy And dive into the world of insanity.