Hypothetically.

Maybe I'm insane.
Maybe I'm impossibly insane.
Maybe I know I'm impossibly insane.
Maybe I know everyone thinks I'm impossibly insane.
Maybe I'm insane for knowing eveyone thinks I'm impossibly insane.
Hypothetically.

Or maybe I'm just some teen lost in teen-dom and I'm going to look back on these years in the future and think how silly I was thinking I was insane when it was only hormones. Perhaps all this nonsense in my head is self implied. Perhaps everyone else is right and I'm stuck trying to prove the truth wrong. Then agian, perhaps they're all insane, and I am thinking straight.

Hypothetically.
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