No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were.
The girl cries as she hangs her head.
I’ve just travelled a hard road and have yet to find home.
No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were!
The girl screams to no one and nothing in particular.
I am just tired of screwing this up.
All alone in a crowded room.
See not, hear not, speak not…
I’m dancing.
Spinning and whirling…the masquerade ball…
And, I, the only one not wearing a mask.
So utterly exposed and stripped to the core.
Embarrassed…I forgot the mask and found myself again.
No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were.
Screams the girl in her gown and her shoes…
Facades and pretenses glitter about as the ball whirls and twirls on.
No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were.
The clock…midnight, it strikes…
The whirling and twirling of this gown and that…
The whirring and purring of this lie and that…
All because I’ve forgotten my hat.
No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were.
Webs of deceit glitter like gold.
Churning and burning for truth do I hold.
Spiders crawl, treacherous, the web’s double-cross.
No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were.
Long forsaken, I’ve now forsaken you all.
My unanswered pleas…sorry, I’ve somehow missed your call.
Regret and forget…it was nothing at all…
No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were.
For if I were crazy, I’d not the need to acknowledge the fall.
If I were crazy, I’d escape from this ball…
Where we whir and we spin and we are made out of tin….
I’d not have to let anyone in.
I’d find some peace in this side show called life…
I’d hack you apart, my words as my knife…
Betrayal in the mail…it’s all for you…
No. I’m not crazy, though I wish that I were.
Pleads the girl with one tiny shoe.
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