(Please note that this Poem and all others preceeding and following it (except one) were written between the ages of 13 and 14, 7-8 years ago.)

I'm Not Crazy

A far cry from sanity,
This state of mind of mine.
I want to blow up buildings now,
Get drunk and pantomime.
Accuse me not of normalcy,
With words you must explain,
And say it's just a Freaky phase,
And that I'm not insane.
So, lock me up in the wacko ward,
With straps and Electroshocks.
Though I'm no really crazy,
(Just do not tell the Cops)