Crazy, am I truly that crazy? I speak what I think I have no composure I say what I want I have no respect and that makes me crazy. Trauma from the young age of 5 and that makes me crazy can't stay calm and that's why they blame me I was never in the wrong for feeling what I felt but I'm the only one who has any guilt. A never ending story of instability trying to survive but I'm not living. I guess I'm crazy so please forgive me.
