I can’t always be sane when everything around me is losing its meaning
The world around me, a circus
The very mockery of sanity
Even when common sense is to be primary
The world around me is a fool’s place
With very little grace.
Stupidity its boat
Negativity, its ocean.
The madness thereof is immeasurable
But others choose to immerse themselves in it.
Coming out with no eyes and thicker skin
The world before me is a circus I tell you!
Filled with poisonous jokes and murderous clowns
Yet harmless in little sense.
The world today is the greedy man’s own
Amassing wealth for his own unknown goal.