Who is a mad person?
Is he the one who is made to live in dim?
Or is it the fault of all laughing at him?
Is he mad because he thinks different?
Or is It the society who makes him bend?
Twisting and clinching, is he mad?
Or is it the forced thinking which made it so bad?
Questions are enormous,
Answers are cautious.
Pointing a finger is an easy task,
Take it on you, and leave that mask.
Because everyone is mad here
some call it stress and few fight the dare.