REAL SANITY IN INSANITY (CRAZY STANZAS)

They see a lonesome me

That’s what they see

If only they knew what is

They would know

I’m one of the clouds not the earth

Too bad, they have no eyes

To see that I dine

And wine on the moon

With the most handsome creatures

My mind can make up

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When I am bored

They go through all lengths to satisfy me

Dancing with me

Singing me lullabies to sleep

Saying all the right words

Making my imperfections perfect

And alluring

I am the queen on cloud ten

Looking down at the cloud niners

Who get dazed knowing not their superior sees

And enjoys more

When I feel the need to see losers laugh

At their pathetics, thinking they are better off

I descend to hot earth

In reality, madness in fantasy is sanity

As real reality is an ironical insanity with no cure

By amoafowaa