You say I'm mad but madness knows not itself
So allow me to declare my madness!
I see a face where you see a pile of rocks
I delight at simplicity, you show but normality.
They say I'm mad but madness does not recognize this crowded headspace
For what he said and she said are we said
And all of a sudden it's madness to listen to a crowd within or without.
I say I'm mad and as I said:
Madness knows not itself and therefore:
I am sane.
"Cup of tea, dear Alice?"
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