They have a place for People like me

That place is called the crazy house. the padded room. The walls with the nice bright lights and the very nice men who come and give you "happy juice". You all know how it works. you go in because they are worried something is wrong with you. when in actuality, everything is clearly wrong with you. yea. Thats right. I used to live there. Now I call that place my own mind. My chamber of thought. Harry Potter had a Chamber of Secrets, but I have a chamber of open space to attempt and think with, cept my feeble wisps of attempt that some call a brain just happens to fail on many occassions.
Now I know many of you are wondering the point of this massively long and odd post. And to tell you the truth, I can't find one. I felt like writing, so write I am. why I do'nt know. Why I don't care.
But you have to admit.. it takes a crazy person to love running. a very very crazy person. Thats why everyone on the Cross country team is insane. Because we do it every single day. hehe i love classifying myself as crazy. It's actually quite exciting. Now there is a point to this loony tune (hey courtesy of one bananers of a song that line was), I don't just like to talk all wack. sometimes I just feel like maybe, maybe if you read between the lines, you can see the truth behind my eyes. Every wonder if what is said, has a meaning that is said not at all. Honestly just think about it, every word, does it mean something both said and unsaid. wait don't think about it, because if you try to figure this out, you will lose your mind. heck maybe some of you have already lost it. But that still doesn't mean try to figure it out.
Look inside my soul and you will learn who I am. and you will see me. But watch me as I am, and you will only see me.
Friendships are 10 times harder to keep then they are to create. The bond though, it is something to hard to separate. Be a friend, it just may change your life.
Jeffrey