All my life I've been called crazy. Why? Why do they hurt me? Why do they hurt my feelings? Do they want to see me cry? Do they have an idea what I feel every time I hear them speak? Do they know how deep their words cut? My world is the same as yours yet very different. You're normal but how normal? Does anyone know what goes on in your head? Do they know what that brain of yours speaks? No. No one knows. And no one will know because what goes on in your head its crazy and crazy can't be told.
