The theft in the nightMore wrong than rightSome people walkMore to sinIn a distanceAnd next of kinAnd we waitWhile many fallIn the mirrorOr down the hallAnd when we wakeFrom morning blissWe went from thenTo being this.
Crazy people do not know they are crazy. Isn't that what we are lead to believe? The world is crazy to a crazy person. The crazy people never believe they are never crazy. So I guess that means I am sane, because I have asked myself if I am crazy more than once. So far... Continue Reading →