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  117.     

Crazzy me?

Am i crazy? .... i wonder,
wearing socks over shoes in thunder..!


Am i crazy? ....i notice,
xeroxing blank sheets in me office..!


Am i crazy? ....i find,
selling mirrors in the town full of blind..!


Am i crazy? ....i feel,
giving love n taking back pain in free..!


Am i crazy? ....i write,
pen without ink..m scribblin jus right..!


Am i crazy? ....ma mom tells,
worst is studyn 11th hour as she yells..!


Am i crazy? ....i eat,
eating water n drinking food to keep maself neat..!


Am i crazy? ...i know,
screaming quietly n talking loudly as ya snore..!


Am i crazy...? ma frnds say..
i jus sing dreams all night even in day..!


so i jus wanna kinda say one thing
u r noh woh m made for if you think


i m me n gonna be one forever..
gonna crazze wiv music luv n life fo sure..



Am i crazy? ? ? m not! ! !

this is just wot a tru freak does....
 
sejzinn Joshi

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  118.     

Am I Crazy?

This is a poem that for me elaborates a little about the thought-provoking word ‘crazy’.

Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!

Stop!
They all look at me
With words spelling ‘Crazy’
Stop! Stop! Stop! Am I crazy?

I forever rant my thoughts to my daisy,
She stands in a vase all day playing lazy
Stop! Does this make me crazy?

Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!

An adult who still sleeps fondly with a doll
Is usually described ‘a screwball’
Stop! So am I crazy?
So what is crazy?
Talking to yourself alone on the day bus
Walking the street naked without a just cause
Sleeping under your bed daily without giving a toss
Speaking to the mirror, stating you are the boss
shitting in public, wondering why they are making such a fuss
Walking and talking like a man, instead of a lady

This poem is crazy
Stop! So am I crazy?

Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!

Ranting away in my new mental home
Doctors have labeled me half-baked
Simply because of a normal mistake
I stopped acting normal
First lost all my pals, labeling me ‘Animal’
When I’m only a meat and fish cannibal
I'm accused of being mentally deranged
Because I shouted in the supermarket
as I was dollar short-changed

They say I’m mentally unstable
Pump me up daily with drugs
While tied to the bed with crazy cables
Now who is the vicious thug?
But my thoughts are still perfectly capable
Of comprehending the new meaning of crazy

What is normal?
What is crazy?
How are we so damn sure, normal is not crazy?

Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Blah, Blah, Blah, the Blah!
Stop! Stop! Stop! Am I crazy?
 
Sylvia Chidi

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  119.     

Country Crazy

It's every time that I look into her eyes
As beautiful as a southern sun rise
This girl she just amazes me
This girl's got me country crazy

Laying on the hood of my pick up truck
Looking up at the stars loving my luck
This pretty girl thats laying next to me
She's just got me going country crazy

It's every time that I look into her eyes
As beautiful as a southern sun rise
This girl she just amazes me
This girl's got me going country crazy

As we sit hand and hand by the fire
She tells me her life and I just admire
The smile on her face as she looks at me
She's just got me going country crazy

It's every time that I look into her eyes
As beautiful as a southern sun rise
This girl she just amazes me
This girl's got me country crazy

We walk back to the house at about ten
Sharing stories about the time when
This wonderful girl had first met me
She's just got me going country crazy

It's every time that I look into her eyes
As beautiful as a southern sun rise
This girl she just amazes me
This girl's got me country crazy

When she went home later on that night
We put our arms around each other real tight
Talking about when she'd next see me
This girl's got me country crazy

It's every time that I look into her eyes
As beautiful as a southern sun rise
This girl she just amazes me
She's just got me going country crazy
 
Evan Tull

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  120.     

The Crazy Man on Drew

the crazy man on Drew
straps a broken bicycle helmet on his head
rides in the rain and the sunshine
and he's old and fat enough to get to get
an attack, but he doesn't
he peddles home in the dark

the crazy man on Drew
walks his dog at midnight
sits on the wall at the hospital
curses at his beagle
cries in the rain

the crazy man on Drew
has a wife and kids
but they have no use for him anymore
unless the flowers they expected that day
didn't arrive
then they call him...
he will listen

the crazy man on Drew
is someone's husband
but that romance has been dead long ago
it shuffles now like a bum
with a grocery cart
looking for cigarette money
in the trash

the crazy man on Drew
goes to church every Sunday
prays to a God
who is all but disinterested in his outcome
the crazy man knows it
but prays all the same

the crazy man on Drew
knows that when he is dead
that his ex by then
will toss out all his books
to Goodwill
he knows it
but what difference will that make
when you are dead, anyhow?

the crazy man on Drew
knows that under the beauty of a rose
is a lot of pricks
and a lot of dim bulbs
make a very bright light
and there in lies
the truth of life after all

the crazy man on Drew
knows he will do something rash one day
hopes like hell
that God will forgive
his friends won't take it hard
his family will forget
and the grave will be silent.
 
r james sterzinger

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