Insanity 1

Maybe I'm not the crazy one...

Maybe the world is mad

It isn't a stretch

We all know a time when the world was flat

and you'd better agree

but it wasn't

Gallieo weep with frustration

Where was his cash and prizes?

Where were his babes?

All I know is I like who I am

I like where I'm at

I like to color outside the lines

But I'm suppose to want it perfect

It's suppose to be never enough

And I just got to knock you down a peg...

And when thats all done rinse and repeat

We will be coiffed

and we will be cocky

Look at me

I'm pretty

I'm just like everybody else

The End

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