Madness And Sanity - Poem by Wesley Garrett
Please don't question my sanity,
you certainly will offend me.
I am trapped in a fantasy,
no escape to reality.
I'm blocking out all sorts of pain
The only thing that keeps me sane.
I freaking hate my state of mind
because it's taking all my time
from counting all the drops of rain,
the only thing to keep me sane.
The thing to surly drive me mad:
the fact that I don't have a dad.
I don't understand what is real and what's not.
Sanity is where I am, but madness is what I got.
I'm sad to say that this is me,
So please, oh please, please, let me be.
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