A funny thing, sanity.
Always fleating in my case,
It always wains into a scarcity.
As if it were merly scared of my face.
People talk of being sane as if it where normal.
You get outcasted as if you weren't human.
It seems to be inforced like at a fancy party to dress formal.
I want to break away from this like a free man.
I want to run away so no one can find me
End it all, quick and fast, to have life finished.
There is only one peraon i love and that love is one sided to me
I want to just die a hero, then vanish.
Like an early mist or morning dew fall.
I want to fade away wordlessly.
Better yet, i wish i was never here at all.
Yet any greatful for any happiness i get, simultaneously.
People say sanity is just there, like gravity is just here.
But it isnt always.. Think of outter space my dear.
