We're all mad here.
You're mad, I'm mad.
And if you tell me that you're not mad.
If you ask why I think you're mad,
well i will just simply reply,
"My dearest friend, if you weren't mad, why did you come here?"
And in that you can see the truth.
We're all mad here.
I'm mad.
You're mad.
And as much as you may deny it,
We can all tell.
That i am mad,
that you are mad.
But the diffrence is,
I am proud.
We're all mad here,
get used to it.
YOU ARE READING
We're All Mad Here
PoetryJust a series of poems. A series of words. A collection of stories. A collection of feelings. I think I've explained enough, it's up to you to read on.
