I, by me

I

I am insane
I wonder if anyone else realizes it
I hear voices
I see clouds full of licorice drops
I want ice cream all the time
I am insane

I pretend to be super cool
I feel like a loser
I touch the electrical outlet
I worry if the shock killed some brain cells
I cry because I can't find my shoe
I am insane

I understand the need to blog
I say really stupid things but I don't care
I dream of being queen of everything
I try to be, and
I hope my husband appreciates it
I am insane