I’m crazy.
That’s what they all say.
I wasn’t before,
It’s how they made me.
This madness…
They are to blame.
Yet I am the psychopath.
It is fine, I don’t mind
Instead of being hurt
I cause the pain
It’s nice that they are scared.
Their screams keep me sane.
I am crazy, insane, deranged…
But you are the one who made me that way.
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R.W (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We all have a crazy side but some people push us over the edge.
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Comments3
crazy, how your words reflect
the lyrics in Seal's 'Crazy'..
thanks for sharing
( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jq8hdNMfArc )
Wow I can relate to this as I feel that sadly, I'm in a manipulative family. The way your own blood can have the audacity to exploit you is so disheartening. But you conveyed the message greatly.
I told ya not to listen to me singing! heehee.
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