Only the crazy claim they're sane
Who are they trying to convince
Those around them don't suspect
Until their quotes climb from their neck
What happens when a small child
Realizes how vulnerable they are?
There's a method to maturity
It's good to dwell in obscurity
For hours, even days at a time
It's the manure that aids a garden's growth
Bouts with crazy, bouts with flu
Bouts with tears, bouts with you