CRAZY EYES

The world thinks I am mad

Crazy stamped inside eyes

As blue as the morning sky

The label is a straightjacket

I wear each day, every night

And I wonder if they know

How tight I had to stitch

Each thought to its master

How diligent I am stoking

A fire that so quickly dies

Do they know, or care at all

How far I have had to crawl

To get away from the pain

That constantly trips me up

I am that girl, the crazy one

Don’t dive into those eyes

They’ll make you crazy too

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