It’s A Madness!
Shuffling, shifty eyes questioning the measure of the skies,
Comprehension becomes lost in the iris of idle eyes,
It’s a madness!
How one’s pain can be transposed as gladness,
Smack this,
But don’t you ever lose scruples and to your life attach it.
Confusing my eccentricity for comedy,
Refusal to observe the disguised depression and see Roach commonly,
No one knows,
And like a perplexed phenomenon it irrevocably grows,
Why do you make that your choice of logic,
Only to incessantly apologise for dilemmas deemed rhetoric,
Madness, Insanity, loss of stability,
If one denies any of the above symptoms, may you choke on your dishonesty!
It’s a Madness personified,
But a rat-race exemplified,
Zealously finding an exit out of the box,
Desperately finding an access path to the cheese!
Hunting such as an English fox,
Evading ending up on one’s knees!
It would seem we are all susceptible to slipping into the abyss,
Thus, I take on the role of reality artist, as I choose to poetically paint this!
