Midnight Madness

I smile, I grin, I laugh

At the wee hours of drawing dawn

People think I’m a complete madman

But I say each to his own

.

I squeal and chuckle and giggle

Like a jittery sugar-hyped child

My loud joyous voice resonating

Unruly, startling, wild

.

I laugh when everyone is snoring

Awake while all the souls are dreaming

Adrenaline coursing at 3 AM

Uncouth, but I just love causing mayhem

.

They call me strange, but I call it even, simply

For at day I’m always gloomy and I’m always alone

It’s the madness of the midnight scape intoxicating me

For that is when everything’s at peace and all the stars come home.

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