This one is a product of Freshman year of highschool. I thought not using punctuation or capitals somehow enhanced it. We're going to cut me some slack for that because I was 14.
you may call me crazy
you can say i'm mad
but they can't be lazy
those thoughts you've never had
they sneak through when you sleep
in the middle of the night
you've never dared to peak
at all the things that might
they might truly be real
they might really be true
they might let you feel
but it's only up to you
you can call them dead
say they're idle too
their meanings can't be read
if your fears cloud your view
these idle words i speak
these strange things i cry
these things that make you weak
they live and never die
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