How can one justify sanity,

In a world ridden with patients,

Who don’t acknowledge their ailment?

 

Who are plagued by a disease

That make them believe

In a dystopian, utopia

 

A chaotic world

Losing hold

Leaking from the orifices

of reality

 

We are agents following a cure

For an illness that is our mind.

In a world gone mad

Are we really to say we are sane?