I may be half cracked, with a few pieces missing. Hell, maybe more then a few, but from what I can tell, its better then being part of the herd.
Better then being a part of this stampede of zombies that walk the earth.
So I'll take being broken, lost, and crazy over "normal" any day. Because you see, I would rather be remembered as a weirdo or lunatic, then blend in and be forgotten.
Besides, the crazies, the loners and the misfits are my kind of people anyway. I would be happier to be completely alone, then to have a hundred people that will smile to my face, only to devour me like a hungry wolf, at any opportunity that benefits them.
So go ahead, and cast me aside. I'll thank you for it. I have no desire to be a part of your meaningless way of existance anyway.
-A.R
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Random Rablings of a Lunatic.
PoetryThis is a book of very random poems, of all genres. Some are based on events and some are just sheer fun. Hope you enjoy!