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Sanity is basically the society's way
Of telling you that you are accepted
And that you most likely are
Like everyone else...

Different levels of insanity
May not always be true
Its just not as widely accepted
As sanity and all that mainstream stuff
But it doesn't mean that you
Truly do fall under that category
Of complete and utter voodoo.

Majority of the times,
It just means you're staying true
To the person you are
That is not defined by the regular border-lines
It just means that you are different
And that's not as bad as they
Make it sound like
It's just different opinions that's all.

One day the world
Will come to understand from your eyes
It always does take time to understand
The geniuses of the world.
Being understood is all a matter of time, it does happen eventually...
 Jun 2014 Ronald Ferreira
Court
You said you loved me but I don't think you know what that means

What kind of love would leave me on the ground in your tshirt with teary eyes?
What kind of love would listen to twenty seven (
literally twenty seven) voicemails of me crying and begging you to reply and not respond to a single one?
What kind of love would kiss me today and leave me tomorrow?
What kind of love would listen to my past without the intention of being in future?
What kind of love would just let go?

You said forever but I don't think you know what that means
When you said you did not want me
was it love that hurt or pride?

Like a near death experience all our ecstasy
flashed right before my eyes.

How could you not value our memories?
a treasure I only opened at night.

The town was asleep - at last I was lonely.
Now you would only be mine.

Oh how rich you made my singularity.
An injection to make me feel outright.

Your dark side only made us more lively.
As I wanted to win this fight.

Even though it bruised my soul and body
You were the air that made me sigh.

But you said you did not want me.

What did I lose?

Was it love or my pride?

— The End —