Madness
To me madness is an emotion,
It comes from my heart and brain,
From too much affection,
For what causes me pain.
Just like anger or sadness,
I feel it rising up inside me,
Sometimes it explodes with,
No warning signs I can see.
Like some emotions,
I try to hide,
And ignore the feeling.
But when it explodes,
I may become,
Dangerous.
This is why I fight so hard,
To be a good person.
This is why I am so nice,
To those I know deserve.
This is why I listen to others,
Who might be ignored.
I don't know how to explain it.
Just ask some of my friends,
They will say I am slightly insane,
But in a good way,
A way that makes me who I am.
