Crazy Enough

I dream to be, crazy enough, to set myself free, defend myself, but not let you see, or just enough to look both ways when, crossing on land, and keep swimming, until I see sand

Crazy enough, to save my own life, heal every wound, to solve my own strife, I lean on the moon; and only crave, what humans possess, to stand up, be brave, but never confess

I dream to be crazy enough, to let you help me, make tides ascend, with wolves dressed like sheep, as they fall again, while we watch them weep

Crazy enough, to no longer hide, as I hold my breath and swallow my pride, but not crazy enough just yet to be strong, with every regret, I still fear being wrong