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UtTeRs Of A mAdMaN
Throughout my life, it has been cross
My mind wanders about, as though it was tossed
My luck is bad, more often than not
My life has been hell, but have I been caught
Love is rare, you create it yourself
Am I narcasistic, in love with myslef
A friend said I'm conceited, but I cannot be
For, if I were, I'm sure, I'd lose my sanity
My social life sucks, if one exists
My mom wants me to get one, she even insists
But I'm not a people person, although I may turn a head
But if I am mad, can I admit it
Is it even possible, or should I just fuck it
If you say your mad, it cannot be
For no one can admit to insanity
No one that is.......but me
