In My World

                                                              In My World

You call me crazy because I talk to myself,

You call me strange because I see things in a different light,

You whisper curses behind my back, Not that I really care.

Because I live in my own little world where you're cruel words are powerless.

I sit in my world content and watch the world go on through a two-way mirror.

I see people filling there lungs with poison clouds,

And kill there body's with liquid- sweet on the lips but a killer of the soul.

They condemn those behind bars, but turn a blind eye to injustice themselves.

I see them killing in the name of God, Money, and State.

You see, we all share the same fate so why not get along wale it lasts.

I sit here in my own world watching ,always watching from the corner, and I cant help but think.

That maybe just maybe I'm the only sane one left?