Drowning in all that is pointless
I laugh in the face of danger,
Nervous, panicky laughter
Because that's what cowards do.
Careful meditations
Unceasingly increasing salutations
From strangers on the street
Reminds me of my childhood
And the fact that I am
A Child still,
A Dark Childe,
Seeking forth unknown qualities
In infinite quantities
Its quite the quandary...
I think I may be insane,
With that being said
If it weren't for these voices
Residing in my head
(Oh how they laugh)
I'd be dead
Like a piece of bread
In a toaster.
(Hell, is it Hell? Its Hell, isn't it...)
Farewell good sir
And Ladies too
I no longer have any reason
To call on you.
Walk off the cliff
And you'll find no stairs,
It just leads to nowhere.
Walk awhile
Take a break
Take a leak
Make a face
Outer space.
I think I am crazy,
What about you?
Are you crazy too?
You must be
For you've made it this far
Where all is as it seems,
But not at all.