They said I was different they didn't understand.
When I said it was loud they said I was mad.
How hard can it be why don't they understand.
The silence is deafening like a bell it clangs.
But they didn't understand so they Locked me away.
Within these white walls they tried to contain.
These padded cells silencing my lips how can I explain?
Lack of noise does not make it quiet my mind still sang.
It was not voice of tongue that spoke from the insane.
The voice of head is deafening I tried to exclaim.
But my voice is muffled by the thoughts of the deranged.
I tried and tried but they didn't understand.
They said I was crazy as I tried to explain.
That different is good the normal aren't sane.
~ Vivian Campbell aka The Twisted Jester
I honestly don't like this poem I don't like how it turned out but it is also my art so I own it anyway and claim it as such. I feel like it was poorly written and somewhat pointless but I don't know. It's just the least favorite of my poem's I have written to me.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Truth Of Sanity
PuisiPoem's about the mindset of the poet or lack there of and the Poet's personal truths,
