Questioning Insanity

 The earth is my jail
And no one seems to care.
Attempts at fitting in will fail
My destiny is with despair.

Reality is hard to escape
To hard to forget this pain.
And after being emotionally raped
Reality has turnd me insane.

But am I the one with insanity?
Should I carry a bad name?
I think it's your society
That has gone insane.

You see the world through ignorant eyes.
And somehow it's never your fault.
Base your wealth upon creative lies.
And the love you know is false.

You don't know how to free your mind.
And your heart is in light density.
To the beautyof nature your eyes are blind.
And your brain works in little simpicity.

You would forgive the bad
And you would punish the abiding.
You would make the happy sad
And make others fight while you go into hiding.

You call this sane?
And say that I'm insanity?
Your society is filled with great pains
What you call crazy, I would call humanity.

So before you go starting fights,
It's not your place to judge.
Everyone has individual rights
To think however they want.

But sadly you will never change.
You will always be close minded.
To you I will always be strange,
The devil has you eternally blinded.

So I would not call this suicide,
I hope someday you'll see.
This death is caused by homicide,
The society you made has killed me.

-jesse- December 15, 2000