I want so much to
lose my mind
To any given cause.
Just go about stark
raving mad
Through dimly lighted
halls.
The people all would
whisper loud
Within their little
group.
But I would laugh and
point their way
The chickens in their
coupe.
To hell with all
society
No one knows what’s
best.
So many say to live
your life
And not bother with
the rest.
Those same folks
would worry, though
If a madman came to
call.
Even if they adored
his wit
They’d hope that no
one saw.
Unlike most who aren’t
quite right
That doesn’t bother
me.
If there’s no rules
to break or bind
How can you be free?
I would like to see
the world go back
Perhaps one hundred
years
So there would be so
many ways
That I could live
their fears.
Since no one is
genteel enough
To be outraged by what
I do
I’ll live inside my
own strange world
Where it’s shocking
to be true.
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