What if I ain’t the crazy one?
What if…mental illness…isn’t really an illness? What if thats supposed to be the normal?
Seriously. What is normal?
Look at those who call themselves normal – rather boring right?
I mean every person in this world who doesn’t think like me, considers me crazy.
But what if I’m not the crazy one?
What if I am the one that is finally thinking right?
And – I am not talking about all crazy people. I mean my grandfather? Was a paranoid schizophrenic. He threatened the life of my grandma and her kids regularly. So – I ain’t talking about his type of crazy.
I am talking about my type of crazy. The ones who just feel deeper than most. The ones who are more creative.
I’m just wondering….what if? Don’t you ever wonder that?
Wait? Am I the only one?