ain’t easy being ME’sy…

I try to be me,

But bein’ me ain’t easy,

Can you say bein’ you is easy?

If so tell me how to do so,

Just don’t take too long or I will get queasy…

Bein’ me is bein’ crazy,

Insanity runs in my family,

Hell it not only runs,

It jumps and jogs and walks,

But most of the time I do just sit,

Does that mean I am not as crazy as the rest?

Cause most of my day I am just sitting at best…

Crazy is just insane,

Insanity is just crazy turned inward,

This poem flying out of the side that is windward,

Mostly just as weird and crazy as is the author so absurd…

His “id” does drive him to drink,

Too bad he does not drink as much as he likes to think,

Or life may not be for him as much of a big stink or so he thinks…

                        © ed ~ 9/7/04