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
-N
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! 😉
Artist Unknown
Poetry 
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