The line between madness,
The line between normality,
The price to pay for loneliness;
I ought to pay with sincerity.
In a world of madness,
The normal are insane,
The right are arcane,
And the abused are ridiculed by sadness.
I ought these days to go aflame,
For now, my madness, needs no blame.
Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 12:50 AM UTC
The line between madness,
The line between normality,
The price to pay for loneliness;
I ought to pay with sincerity.
In a world of madness,
The normal are insane,
The right are arcane,
And the abused are ridiculed by sadness.
I ought these days to go aflame,
For now, my madness, needs no blame.
There is no notes to be.