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Crazy, Dazy, Daisies.
You wonder why, people always tend to cry.
We fight we argue.
We always say “we try”.
We swear “this is what love is”
When we sleep, wake up
rinse, wash, repeat…
Every moment, of every day,
alls we do is compete.
Noone sees what I see.
Aren’t people that see things that aren’t real, “Crazy”?
I swear I’m right, but do I not see that I am wrong?
when I look up…
am I actually talking down.
when I try to to swim
am I actually trying to drown.
whos crazy? what’s crazy?
crazy, is when crazy people do crazy things that noncrazy people call crazy.
Here’s something crazy.
I love you, and you make me crazy…
I love someone who doesn’t love me.
now that…
is super crazy.
I’m crazy I love you, and for this you hate me…
so for now, there is one answer…
I could always go push up some daisies.


© MistEerie(Shilo)