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Crazy
Am I crazy?
I think not.
You think I'm crazy?
I'll have to disagree.
But you ask yourself questions...
When does that make people crazy?
I have two people inside of me,
maybe a little more.
But that is normal to me.
Yes,
I talk to them,
but still that doesn't make me crazy.
I see them everyday
but I am still sane.
(Be quiet,
No one is talking to you...)
Am I crazy,
you ask.
Must I tell you again?
You still believe I am crazy?
Can you stop judging me?
It is funny,
how you call me crazy
when they tell me
being crazy is the new sane.
I laugh.
I guess I am crazy.
I think not.
You think I'm crazy?
I'll have to disagree.
But you ask yourself questions...
When does that make people crazy?
I have two people inside of me,
maybe a little more.
But that is normal to me.
Yes,
I talk to them,
but still that doesn't make me crazy.
I see them everyday
but I am still sane.
(Be quiet,
No one is talking to you...)
Am I crazy,
you ask.
Must I tell you again?
You still believe I am crazy?
Can you stop judging me?
It is funny,
how you call me crazy
when they tell me
being crazy is the new sane.
I laugh.
I guess I am crazy.
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