The sane (or so they claim)
Are truly
Are really the criminally insane.
For they go to certain lengths
To ensure that their lives
Are planned to the slightest detail.
But the truly sane
Enjoy life to the fullest
Spend time with others
And just have fun
While working for what they want.
But the criminally insane
Pick the tiniest speck of dust
From the Hugo Boss suit
And polished italian shoes.
Criminally insane
Prune their gardens so much that
They cannot even see the fruit of the trees.
Criminally insane
(it should be criminal)
Criminally insane
Do not realise that they are
And do not live life;love life.
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Poetry.....Beginning To End
PoetryThis is a collection of all my poems in the order that they were written. Hope you enjoy them. WARNING...may contain some song lyrics.
