I am not crazy

I am not crazy

A Poem by Clopo

I am not crazy..
So why am i here?
These people are crazy,
I am not like them,
I don't talk to myself,
I don't hurt myself,
And i don't see things,
So why am i here,
All day long I am cooped up in this horrible place,
No one ever comes to see me,
Why am i here,
Wait what was that?
The door is opening..
Oh no it's the doctor..
I scream and shout 
Leave me alone
I am not crazy..
They take me down to the basement..
Oh that horrible place,
I am not crazy is all i say,
They tie me to the chair,
I start to cry,
I am not crazy!!
Then the next thing i know,
I am in my room,
Strapped in my bed,
There's scars all over me,
I start to laugh,
The nurse moves away,
I AM NOT CRAZY 
I scream... 
Hahaha so why am i here!

© 2011 Clopo


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Very interesting poem, I can see Edgar Allen Poe reflected in this, great write =)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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