because I can see
all that you can’t

because you can’t look
inside my dark eyes

because I sometimes hear
a thousand lonely whispers in my head

because you can’t untangle
my unruly thoughts

it is,
isn’t it?

you ask me why?
I’m telling you why . .

it is because you have taken up the responsibility
to be the judge of sanity

your court gives the verdict
and stamps a label onto my chest

in large blocks of black and white
it reads

MAD.