Was I ever crazy ?

Maybe.

Or maybe life is... Crazy isn’t being broken or swallowing a dark

secret. It’s you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed

it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever.














”If you lived here, you’d be home now”.













I didn’t try to kill myself.

What were you trying to do?

I was trying to make the shit stop.








Have you ever confused a dream with life ?

Or stolen something when you have the cash ?

Have you ever been blue ?

Or thought your train moving while sitting still ?

Maybe I was just crazy.

Maybe it was the 60’s.

Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted.