Crazy World

Sitting alone here in my head,

Thinking of all the shit that’s been said.

Coming to only one conclusion:

I’m disturbed...

I am not normal.

I am not totally sane, nor am I insane.

Then there’s the girl.

The one who captivates my attention.

We sit and talk for hours,

And for hours on end we’ll do nothing but talk.

She makes me go wild inside,

I cannot eat because I’m constantly thinking of her,

And I can’t sleep ‘cause I’m too bloody hungry!!!

I want to hold her tight, protect her from this fucked-up life,

I want to be with her, kiss her, but I cannot,

I’m too afraid. Too afraid of getting hurt again.

Laugh, come on, laugh. I dare you.

I have feelings too, you know.

I am also human, even though you might not think so,

I also feel and I also bleed.

Maybe...

Maybe I feel too much,

Maybe I should just forget everything and sit here...

Alone, alone in my head where I rule my world.

Maybe that would prove some people right:

Maybe I am crazy.

Maybe, just maybe, the world is crazy and I am the only sane one left.

Or maybe I’m just disturbed.