I am insane and dare say what gets in my head.
None takes notice if I blame or disparage.
I am insane and got no reason to dissent.
I might as well stifle on the stuff I stutter.
Nobody cares whether I hush or utter my mutter.
Each man has a glass ceiling, but since I’m nuts I’m forgiven
without right to trial and appealing. From child we learn
everyone should better turn to mad-songs a deaf ear.
They say people can’t hear what displeases them.
Then crazy is someone who can only listen.
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