I'm laughing
I'm crying
Am I Insane?
Is it all in my brain?
What do people see
When they look at me?
Should I seriously care?
If I do, it'd be too much to bare
Look at me
Laugh at me
Do you see insanity
When you stare at me?
Look at me
At this product of society
Have my misery
Finally got the best of me?
Did all the pain
Wreck my brain?
Have my mistakes
Made my mind break?
It probably did
'Cuz just like a kid,
I feel so free
Like birds on a tree
Is being insane bad?
I don't feel so sad
It's actually quite fun
To leave and just run
It feels like an escape
A door to a dreamscape
When life turns too hard
And you fail to pick up the shards
Somewhere in the back of your head
When all you feel is dread
You can find insanity
Sipping a sweet cup of coffee
All you had to do is ask
For it to do a simple task
For it to set you free
from all this tragedy
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