There is no method to her madness

No reason to her eccentricity

She comes wearing a veil of sanity

But once she makes herself at home

You know she is a complete lunatic

No logic, no depth in her words

Clown expressions and puppet like

Hand gestures, she over performs

She does so on purpose

It will drive any sane soul crazy

And so I wanted to run, escape

But if you stick around you will see

She is honest and at times so funny

She is kind in ways not many can be

And she knows how to love, she really does

In this world full of conceited minds

She knows how to care for those she loves

And she loves me, that psychotic little thing

That forrest gump, somehow, slowly

Became a very dear friend to me


Inspiration : A close and almost crazy friend of mine, she asked me to write about her tonight. Don’t they say be careful what you wish for! 😉

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