Crazy

Ever so slightly crazy

Is what i feel, iv become

I dont know my arse from my elbow

Or remember the words to a song

Everyone wants a piece of you

Wheres all of me gone

This surely isnt who i always was

I,m not sure who i am

I get up in the morning 

To face the day ahead

Ilook at myself in the mirror

& wonder whose is that head

Those eyes, they tell a thousand tales

Most of it not good

No wonder i,m going crazy

& hide beneath my hood

Some days are totaly manic

As if im living! a dream

Is this real ? What,s going on 

Or is this madness ? it seems

Not sure of what the day is

But really makes no odd,s

Cos im a little crazy

With a wink, a grin & a nod

My memories i think are dwindling

A worry for my old age

Of why i,m writing about going crazy

Must finish on this page

Tracy Timothy