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Poem Details
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| Title: | Crazy |
| Author: | Mel |
| Date Submitted: | 1/28/2008 |
| Poem: |
Some call me crazy, though they don’t know my name Others see right through me, and know it’s not a game I can’t hide what’s real, and lies beneath my skin But you need to understand, it’s not as bad as it seems At times it haunts my soul, and fills me with pain But it also created my mind, with its vast trains of thought This has helped me to see this world through many eyes And learn to see what other people may never know Though screaming and running hands held up high You make think I am insane, to be considered like you When everything quiets and the world goes calm I walk through a sea of strangers no different from the rest Then come to me and call me crazy, which is if you can tell Because my crazy never stays long enough to gain Though be sure it will return again but I never know when So I brace myself and hold my breath ready for another win.... |