Because I’m crazy, and I don’t care who cares
Because I’m tired, and I don’t want to think
Because in my head I don’t live here
Because the people I make up
Make me up
And the stories I tell
Tell my story
Because I see the adventures
We embark on in our minds
And the fantastical creatures
That we wrangle in our dreams
Because the real world does not exist
Because it’s all in our perception
Because there is no standard
Without someone to say there is
And there is no normal
Unless we make one ourselves
And I’m not crazy
Unless I decide I am
But I am
Because I want to be
And I want to just because