Mad World Poem by Jeremiah Wimbrough

How many days,
nights,
hours,
minutes or seconds?
How many till the world loses the insanity?

I sit here wondering when it will happen.
The world slowly pases me by.
Im frozen in time away from everyone.
Nobody understands me.
Thats why i wonder why im still here.

This mad world is a single planet in an infinite amount of space.
Among thousands of planets and stars.

But i think this is truly the only mad world in space.