Dwindling, winding roads
Skies twisting until they reach the ground
Grasses going from green to pink
Mountains turning into dips in the ground
Nothing is normal here
This is the land of the crazy
Which have two eyes
Which have one
What may have four
May only have two
Answers are questions
And questions are answers
Nothing makes sense here
This is the land of the crazy
What sings
What dances
What makes you in a remarkable trance
Questions turn to loops
And answers make things confusing
Don’t seek sanity
Nothing good will come from that here
This is the land of the crazy
A girl in pink and blue
Sitting amongst the chaos
Smiling like the Cheshire Cat
Her illusions dancing around you
Don’t make a daring move
You’re nothing but a simple pawn
Her new playmate
Nothing will hide you here
This is the land of the crazy
Note: This is a poem that isn’t supposed to make sense lol, I randomly came up with this before going to bed, haha…
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