Are We Insane?

(Written midway though Junior year)

This rush of emotion sending commotion floundering and flickering through my brain.
Have I gone insane?
I pride myself on the lessons learned so hard by others,
But this fanatically extreme world seems to smother
The senseless mutterings of an understanding mother
Always ready to give another
Truth.
Stuffed in the brain blood-splattered by the pain is a comically deranged me.
Striving desperately to become the stupendously confident self I was always supposed to be.
But that is not I.
I resides in the time between times.
In a world of hideous hidden shadows and fears
Forever pushing near,
Grabbing at the tattered remains of what used to be held so dear.
Am I now your greatest fear?
Or am I instead the truth hidden in the deepest part of your human closet?
Push aside the dresses and shirts, the pants and skirts, and there I reside.
There is no more reason to hide.
"We have nothing to fear but fear itself"
The jeering crowd erupts into cheers, finally prepared to shove aside its fears.
And then they awake, trembling and fake,
Aching from the rush of emotion which sends a commotion floundering and flickering through their brains.
Maybe we are all insane.