This poem is my reflection on how people try to be unique in their own ways, to break free of the mold, yet are insecure with being different, and want to be accepted . . . only to find that is not a choice.

Crazy is a poem about life - well, not life in general, but specifically my life. The opinions expressed here are not necessarily those of Steffanie in her right mind, and all of my opinions and comments become null and void after 3 hours, excluding Daylight Savings Time, Goodnight.