Crazy I’ve been told; Close to sanity was never a choice or an option, the future held nothing.

See my glass is never half full or empty it’s a place in time where only this glass seems to make sense.

One wrong crazy move or thought, would cause such a reaction that the glass would shatter into multiple personalities Where one would get lost indeed.

This is not a family adventure when Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde become one Fighting to bring out each ones character.

Some turn to drugs, others turn to abuse with not a care in the world about who they hurt.

See it’s such a sad situation to be in a world that allows no sense to be made of it, and then takes you away from the reality of one’s self belief.

One day I’m normal, the next I’m playing Russian roulette with not one but everyone’s emotions.

Like a duck Calm on the top but disturbed and chaotic underneath Uncontrollable feelings of madness.

When? Why me? How come?

It is true indeed, I am crazy Take this glass and look after it, before it shatters even more.

Jidos Reality 23.1.11