Sitting in the crowd,
Let them think I'm crazy.
Let me let go of ego,
Let me drop that mask.
Power is within, now.
Freedom is here, now.
Am I crazy — or awake?
I'm feeling alive, now.
May 10, 2025
May 10, 2025 at 11:52 AM UTC
Sitting in the crowd,
Let them think I'm crazy.
Let me let go of ego,
Let me drop that mask.
Power is within, now.
Freedom is here, now.
Am I crazy — or awake?
I'm feeling alive, now.
This poem was inspired by a real moment — I sat cross-legged on the ground in the middle of the city's chaos, letting go of the need to be seen a certain way. I allowed myself to be judged, maybe even seen as crazy. But for me, it was a raw moment of ego death and inner freedom.
