Madness takes many forms
On the brink of the storm
Madness hides itself in peace
Within peace it will increase
Seems all are blind to it
Until the storm has hit
Madness is then shown to all
As this poor soul starts to fall
His anger now exposed
His door of peace now closed
The world now sees a new man
Now things seem to go as planned
Happiness can't be found
As a new king is crowned
King of his own messed up mind
And now to the world he's blind
No longer living for them
And only living for him
His happiness shown to no one
To them it seems he's come undone
But undone he was before
When simple life was a chore
Caring now only for himself
Setting his sad past on the shelf
A grown man has been reborn
And with his new life has sworn
To only see the good in life
And to block out all of the strife
It feels good not to care anymore
Feels better knowing I passed the storm
