I feel as if I drive myself insane;
Not for a particular reason, that is.
Only a slightest clue remains—
I dislike what I do, but that’s not it.
Insanity is just a loss,
Losing what keeps us sane.
When common sense is just tossed.
It’s something that we have learned to tame.
By creating vices, habits, and by coping,
Insanity is brief, to those who hide—
It creates emotions, from smiling to moping,
But at least, I can say, I tried.
Sometimes, you have to fight your mind,
Just to relieve the insanity that lurks.