Madness (Beauty)

Insanity, madness in its purest form.
Yet which you mistake for madness,
I believe to be beauty in it's most sincere  ingenuity.
Few men who possess such a description 
Take very lightly to the term.
Those who deny all accounts or acquisitions 
Will go out in to the world Tip their hats
and pull the wool over the rest of the world.
Then there are those who possess such description, such as myself, 
Whom have come to realize the subtle fact
And embrace the truth,
To welcome it's creativity and ingenuity into each of our lives 
To allow it to define us for who we truly are; Mad.
It is true, I am Mad. 
I am by no means in the business of denying myself of it.
Nor in the business of attempting to rid the world of it, or to convince the world otherwise. 
Tis better to not live in deceit, nor in lies.
Tis better to awaken to the fact, 
And to accept it's warm and Devine surroundings, 
And to welcome it.

That is the true beauty of it all.