Who's to say who's insane

I question the knowledge.

Who's to say who's insane as I quest for the homage.

The stress in my chest makes me wanna vomit.

Like carnage all over the bonnet.

Garbage in my car on the carpet.

Cartilage in my scar under my armpit.

That bizarre shift in the weather when the wind mimics my temper.

Gimmicks like lyrics on a ladder.

Physics like mystics on a platter.

Distance like there's a difference to matter.