Yeah, this is a poem I wrote today, about the way I'm feeling, in a way. Enjoy. I hold no fear but my own, So throw all you've got at me. 'Cause I'm not afraid to be unknown, And I know that the pain will set me free. I don't have much feeling left inside, But what I feel hurts to damn bad. So come on, I'll be here for you to confide, And I will help you stop feeling so sad. So I won't let go for all my problems, I'll hold on to solve all of yours. And though I've had enough of them, My problems account to nothing against yours. So let us burn down the tree of sanity, And watch the flames engulf those who don't care. And let us live free in our own insanity, Because we know now that what we did is certainly fair. I am made completely aware of my surroundings, This insanity makes it so. People think that I've become paranoid I know how it's sounding, But I'm just free to feel what I want, don't you know?