The Unbelievable Madness

The unbelievable madness

Running through my brain

Is like an electric fence

Shocking me insane

As the coldness of the night

Nips on my toes

Yet I seem to write

In a rhythm that flows

While sitting in my sleeping bag

Thinking about good times

With people walking past me

While I write my rhymes

Laughing out loud

As they go to a club

Or their going to dinner

After leaving a pub

Telling me I'm not homeless

Because I look to clean

So I have to laugh out loud

For this is obscene

Yet I don't make money

For writing on the street

But I don't really care

If I die through lack of heat

For my blog's tell a story

That my rhymes are good

Yet sometimes I'm lucky

When people buy me food

So what this is life

For many a down and out

Even though I'll make it

In life without a doubt

And when I simply do

Through the words that I write

Then I can leave street life behind

And go out and enjoy the night

But this will never happen

As I love to write for free

To become an absolute legend

Who will live for eternity