I Write Poetry

So used to my insanity,
which goes good with my vanity.
Now I have time with some clarity,
hoping it's not a subconscious charity.
But I can't deny this positivity,
I'll let my mind wander into infinity,
try not to worry about validity,
because it's a wonderful ability.
I'm not blind, I can see.
The eye has openend,
I will be free.