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No, I’m not crazy,

No I’m not insane,

Feeding on weak,

Bleeding the womb,

Scratching old scares,



I’m not that crazy,

I’m not that insane,

Flesh is so sweet,

Copper in taste,

The itch still burns,



What if I am?



Who are you to speak?



What if I am?



Festering,

In my own feces,

Thriving,

In my own soil,

Feasting,

In all that makes you fowl,



But, What does that make you?



Scratching what’s not there,

Bleeding dry stone,

Feeding the weak,

Aren’t you not insane,

Aren’t you not crazy?



Who are we to speak?

When last I saw you,

I was the victim,

When last we met,

I was the innocent,



But now is not then

I am not what I was



Now that I see you,

I am not so innocent,

Now that you’re here,

I am not so weak,



And now,

With blood soaked hands,

I,

Am bigger,

Then you...

Round and round in circles run,

Faster, faster dust picks up,



We go and go so very slow,

Trusting fighting those we love,



Hating all we ever knew,

Just to end up lost in ones,

Subconscience envious obsession,



Falling dropping till we stand,

For what we just might never know,

Still alone we crowed ourselves,



Drunk and angry ignorant we all,

Come here to fill ourselves,

Lost in what we might call home,



Sanctuary not for us,



We stay lost from what just might,

Open scares we itch and scratch,

Tired wounds still bleed and hurt,



You can’t save us,

So we’re not alone,

Just stay out,



My mind is clouded,

Thick black smoke,



Of ignorance,

And dissonance,



In circles,

We still run around.

With no one sitting beside me

I await with my thoughts

Lots of time I’ve had on my hands

To look back and reflect my life

Why am I still alone

Why am I still undone

Why do I stay in this place

Were no one can find me again

Were answers are in short supply

And questions reside in my mind

This is so far from home,

Yet I’ve never left my door



Well maybe it’s destiny

Maybe fait’s not by my side

Perhaps it was never meant to be

When you’ve fallen to pieces like I

Together they’ll never be again



When you keep making excuses again

No one is holding you back but you

Waiting alone for a friend

Hoping they’ll tell you what to do

That they’ll puzzles for you

That these pieces will be one again

But excuses keep holding you back

Running in place like you

Until you trip and fall on your face

Well you ever get off your knees

And stand



Well maybe it’s destiny

Maybe fait’s not by my side

Perhaps it was never meant to be

When you’ve fallen to pieces like I

Together they’ll never be again



No more excuses

It’s times

To lay the past behind my mind

To let the old times lie

With my sanity left to find

I will Live this Life or Die



Point te fingure at my self

The empty thoughts subside

I’ll be living this day by day

And know that I’m alive

No longer will I live this lie.

The nuns dance in rhyme,

Let them eat cake,

Lost in my eye,

There's plenty for all,



You know,

Like the candle in the star,

You, you,

Turtle headed, cat faced, pig muffin!



Let the smurfs dance in your yard,

While toast cooks in the microwave,

The oven is on,

Fish digging in muddy peddles,



Gnomes, Shmidit and Bob, are in love,

Frolicking along the washing machine,

Spin cycle baby!



Toast for everyone,

And meaty dreams of meat,



Purple peanuts,

And green waffles,

Belgian to be precise,

With a slab if bacon to make it better,

Ooh, that's a breakfast of kings,



What did I mean?

I may never quite know,

As long as Shmidit and Bob,

Nuns and cake,

Waffles and bacon,

And smurfs and toast,

All live happily ever after.

I lay hear, and whisper,

Saying my sweet nothings,

Speaking to the wind,

Praying,

Praying that no one can,

Hear,

Hear my soul,

Torn and naked to the world,

For all to see.