Crazy or not
I’ve gone a little crazy
can you really tell?
From the blood on my hands
to the stories I spell?
No, you can’t see it.
It’s all in my head
men women children
all laying dead.
I said it out loud
What will they think?
gone off the deep end
and starting to sink.
Grinning wildly
eyes glittering mad
if ye think me normal
your observance is bad.
The straitjacket taut
my thoughts even tighter
I took gasoline
then I took a lighter
Burning down the buildings
hiding evidence
bodies all over
morality in suspense.
But what do I know?
I’m just a kid
I’d never really do
all I say I did.
Do you really believe me?
The story’s I spin?
I’d say if you did,
then you let me win.