I’m Crazy, Can’t You See?

I look in the mirror

A reflection of me,

And I see a sort of madness,

A madness they didn't know existed.

I wear a smile on my face,

But inside I'm crazy,

I look at the world differently,

Then the rest so I must be crazy.

I pull my brown hair up into a ponytail,

And I flick it back and forth,

Trying to chase the sanity away from me.

I'm crazy, can't you see?

I'm the type of person that'll laugh

At a funeral if I think of something funny.

I'm the kind that can't be serious,

When it's needed.

Look, I'm the person everyone stays away from,

The type that lives on the end of the street,

Humming to myself a song,

In the corner.

I'm crazy.

I'm me.