They’ve been sitting with themselves again, this artistic school of Schizophrenic People: shy albeit wondrously WIDE-EYED and aWaRe
As to the first and Foremost Gift which mentally sequesters their ambivalent soul.
“Predisposed, perhaps?” Albeit, undeniably IT swims, a shameless sense of searching, Searing(!!) brilliance!!
It furiously FIGHTS(FIST-first!!) with THIS antagonised and delirious resilience, for he has been to every singular FOUR-walled corner(utterly CONcerned!) of his
Whirring AND madly Maniacal ImBalAnceD BrAin
Even if, and WHENEVER, the pen comes down-right-around to caress his
Wishing to sit st(Ill), to be able TO ABLY e-x-p-l-a-i-n…
Exactly WHAT THE FUCK HAS BEEN HAPPENING