Big eyes, boiled blood
Black suds, multiple flies
Identifies insanity

Black bags, short nails
Grinded teeth, sagged eyes
Is just sanity

With what’s considered
Thoughts are littered
Between these facts,
Insanity and not

Times flies, thoughts rush
Sounds pain the ears
Just mostly here

Others make noises
Many cons, suspicion
Leave now or you’re late

It’s all the same
Can’t see it past
The moment now passed
You see, it’s the same