Rainbows

They say i'm Crazy, but that is just not true. So what if i get Distracted by the man in the moon, he's super sweet and loves a good cheesy joke.

The doctors tell me that those voices i hear are not really there, that it's just an imbalance in my brain. The only times i become Disterbed is when they all try to talk at once; when 9 people try to chat me up a the same time, it definately gets confusing.

My mom wants me to get some help, and my dad thinks medication is a cure all. i don't need a pill or shot just because I become a little Unstable and try to fly (it was only a two story house). I only need one more chance, and little more of the fairy dust.

My friends keep watch over me and tell me to think of the good things, to stay positive. Who cares that i become Unhinged and Maniacle when i know someone defiled my food; look at it, i would never let my food touch, never.

i know i'm not a Lunatic, but let me tell you tell you, white is definately my color, and when you get to put on these jackets, you give yourself a hug all day long.

So though i am most definitely not Cuckoo, Mental, Deranged, Bonkers, or of Unsound Mind, i Am beginning to doubt how sane everyone else is.

i think they need a hugging jacket too, because they believe that you only see rainbows on rainy days.

Are they blind? i see them allday, everyday, and they are beautiful.