The Line
Danceing on the edge
That so fine line
Between insane and reality
Where you can see
The hard facts
Of both
To dwell in reality
And be accepted
By society
But there you are trapped
No stepping
To the left or right
To be considered insane
Is to be an outcast
No matter if you find yourself
So to be free
Shall it be in
Heart of in a straight path
-Kendra Erickson-

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