Sorry I'm sane.

What if sanity is a handicap, a disease that afflicts most of us and in insanity lay our true potential.

What if sanity is merely the incapacity to see beyond the confines of human cognition, to see beyond what is considered normalcy. After all, normalcy is arbitrary. 

Child marriage is madness now, lesbianism was madness then. Someday our definitions of sanity would be inclusive of today's insanity

When madness sets in, is there a way back to hold oneself from it? Do they give in to the madness, unable to bear the pain and monotony sanity comes with? Did they have a voice telling them 'don't dare go there, for, there lies insanity'? Why do I think 'giving in' is beautiful? 

Trite

Was it music,
Was it noise?
Was I deceiving,
Was I deceived?
Did I intrigue you,
Was I intrigued?
Was it love,
Was it lust,
Was it both,
Was it neither?
Did you touch,
Did you punish?
Did I touch,
Did I pretend?
Did I care,
Was I not bothered?
Was it her,
Was it him?
Was it wine,
Was it pain?
Did we reconcile,
Did we drift apart?
Did I kill you,
Did you kill us?
Did you live,
Did you die?
Was I deluded or
Was I deluded?