Crazy

Am I crazy for standing where I am?
Where the ground shakes
And flames crackle beneath me?

Am I crazy for leaning on this?
On this rusty old pole
That creaks when wind blows by?

Am I crazy for caring?
About this silly little town
Where people betray each other?

Am I crazy for trusting?
In things unseen
That makes peace with the world?

Am I crazy?
I think so.
Im me.