If only time could tell me why

I’m choosing to be crazy at times

Always trying to find a rhyme

To describe my sad, lonely life

I do have friends around me

But I don’t see them much often

Still I appreciate their company

Saving me the time for my worries

Old fashion as it may seem

Writing has been my friend

And sometimes enemy

Keeping me sane to my insanity

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