They Don't Know Crazy

In a world where sanity's the norm, There lies a secret, waiting to transform. For in the minds of those deemed insane, Resides a brilliance flowing through their veins. "They don't know crazy," they often say, Misunderstood souls, who light their own way. Their thoughts, like fireflies, dance in the night, Igniting the darkness with colors so bright. To the outsider, they may seem wild, But within their chaos, creativity compiled. Unfolding stories through kaleidoscope eyes, In their madness, art really never dies. They see beauty in the unconventional, Unleashing imagination, never to settle. In madness they find sparks of delight, Igniting passions that burn through the night. "They don't know crazy," but oh, how they should, For within their minds, brilliance withstood. The unconventional thoughts they dare to share, Reveal a world beyond what's deemed fair and square. So let them roam free, the wandering souls, For in their madness, truth truly unfolds. In a world that craves conformity like a drug, We need their insanity to keep our hearts snug. "They don't know crazy," but we can learn, To embrace the madness that makes us yearn. For within our differences lies a tapestry, Where sanity and madness