They say I'm different... But if the world's upside down tonight... Who's really lost? Who's really right? Where does madness start? Where does madness end? At what point does reason break, And refuse to bend? If we love too deeply... is that insane? If we choose compassion... who takes the blame? Can taking care of ourselves, finding peace inside, Be called madness... simply because we tried? I see the faces, the screens, the lies, Plastic smiles hiding empty eyes. I'm chasing truth through endless noise, While hope keeps fading without a voice. The walls are closing... I can feel them crawl... Or maybe... it's this world that's shrinking after all. What is madness?! Tell me who holds the flame! If the world forgot itself... Why should I take the blame? When I see the choices made by those who govern our lives... Suddenly I know my mind survives. When I see where this whole world is bound... I feel more mentally balanced than those around. So who is the crazy one? Me... or everyone? Am I insane because I won't belong To a system that keeps proving itself wrong? Am I mentally broken inside For feeling I was born in the wrong tide? An age that celebrates what's hollow and cold, Selling heavy chains as if they were gold. I walk alone... but my lungs still breathe. I'd rather face the storm than live beneath deceit. They want a label... A diagnosis... A category... A conclusion... But maybe... The greatest madness we can see... Is calling blind obedience... "Reality." Maybe I'm crazy... and I'll never know... Yet somehow... I've stopped fearing so. Because a madman who never sees his own disguise... Still sleeps beneath peaceful skies. Maybe happiness has never cared... About fitting in... or being compared. What is madness?! Where does it begin? Where does it end? Who decides who wins? If loving becomes a crime someday... Then I'll proudly lose my way. When I see the choices made by those who govern our lives... I feel more awake each time I rise. When I see where this whole world has gone... My mind feels clearer... my spirit strong. Am I insane... Or simply awake? Maybe I'm crazy... without knowing why... But a madman who never knows... Still smiles beneath the sky. So don't cure me... Just let me be.
