[.drizzled.mango.]

Who are we to say people are insane?
To label them like books or clothes,
When they may be truly sane,
And we will have ''twisted minds''
And then will they forgive us?
We will be bound by our own
Names and standards,
Rules of how we want the univerese to work,
But unsure of our place,
Living without these labels,
We can embrace insanity,
Because the sane people,
Complain about being driven insane,
But the insane people have nothing to fear,
No standards to comform to,
Blackness and Light, no boundaries
Only life, the way we choose.
Nobody else telling you what you have to be,
A life with no regrets.

[1dodge2]

epic

[.drizzled.mango.]

Thanks..It's quite an old one but I was sick of it in my tray so I posted it with the poem.