Poem By Nathaniel DeMay
Don't tell me I have lost my mind,
I know where it is.
I sold it to the devil,
In return for some sanity.
Don't tell me I have screwed myself,
I know what what I've done.
In search for one great answer,
I got so lost along the way.
Don't tell me what I should have done,
I did what was needed.
I don't have time to regret,
The future comes, it carries death.