A/N: My favorite poem to write so far. The crueler the poem, the more fun it is to write.
On The Question of Sanity
Look at the light
It's very bright
No I'm not very kind
But it was really just a joke
Just like the time you were the one I tried to choke
I wouldn't call myself cruel
Just very oddly cool!
Stop calling me a psychopath!
You don't want to face my wrath
No, I didn't feel guilt all those times
For what you call my crimes
I'm not crazy
I only killed that guy 'cause he was lazy
That's a good enough reason!
Honestly, you sound like you're accusing me of treason
I am perfectly sane
Yes, I threw someone under a train
So what? He was someone I hated
And anger management is way overrated
And conflict resolution?
Killing them is a perfectly easy solution!
I'm a well adjusted fellow
Compared to the voices in my head, I'm quite mellow!
Why are you looking at me like that?
What do you mean what am I laughing at?
All those funny moments, you know?
You don't know?
You think I'm sick and twisted?!
No I'm not, for the reasons I listed
Now, one more time, before I slice your veins,
I. Am. Not. Insane