'I'M Not Crazy. Really, I'M Not'
If a starting of something,
Was done by one...
To begin with a doing done.
And at a time one thought,
The doing was fun when that one was young.
Now wishing a starting of fun would stop,
To end to be a doing understood has been dropped.
Chooses and decides to continue to hide,
As if another should seek...
Playing that game unfinished to complete.