Insanity
A poem by Queen
Alone.
That’s what I feel like.
Alone.
That’s what I’m not.
Alone.
That’s what I’m not.
Alone.
I’ve got my family and I’ve got my friends.
Alone.
I’ve got the ghosts and demons and I’ve got tons of fun.
Alone.
The ghosts follow me around and the demons laugh along.
Alone.
That’s what I’m not.
Alone.
That’s not in a good way.
Alone.
In this plain white foam room.