sane enough

Sometimes i think im crazy and somtimes i think im normal, when im crazy – i think im insane, i feel abstract, almost like a poem i once read, i think it was by sigfried sasoon or maybe not – some world war poem, anyway i feel like im watching from inside . like a underwater diver, seeing through his mask, watching this drift so slowly and the damp sounds echo though my mind.Then sometimes i feel i am the most brilliant mind i have ever come to know, sometimes i amaze myself at what i can do, what i see and feel ,that which no one else does – my owness, that which i can only feel beongs to me and i share it with no one.
Sometimes i think that it perhaps cancels each other out, like a balancing beam – if you apply the same force on both sides , then no side will waiver – though i suppose i’d like those forces to be insanity and sanity – though its the magnitude im thinking of not the fact that they are not the same.

Perhaps im crazy enough to be sane.