Insanity

I’ll say sorry for what I said,

I’ll apologize for my actions—

But I stand by my thoughts.

I don’t want to remember my name,

I might forget where I am,

But I’m glad I lost my mind.

You better hold on,

For life soon becomes a wild ride,

When you lose all sense of yourself.

I’m not convinced this is my face,

My hands feel foreign at best,

But such in insanity reflects on me.

   DannYetman

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