Broken, Crazy Man In Town Poem by Djanna Jaffar

I was young and know nothing. I was angry and know nothing.
I hated myself and know nothing. I loathed everyone and know nothing.

I was attaining puberty and everything changes. Mentally, emotionally and physically my body was changing drastically. Still I am the troubled kid so I have to see a shrink. Later that week we found out that I have this sickness called Bipolar disease. I'm trying to cope but seems like everyone is my enemy. I feel my family's unwanted love for me. The kids in neighborhood's awkward look towards me. I feel like everyone wants to kill me but at the same time they want to revive me so I can feel the pain all over again.

I am now the crazy kid in town. No one knows the pain inside my heavy chest and the suffering in my own head is becoming unbearable with all the voices I'm hearing. Of course I am the crazy kid in town so no one bothered to ask or to listen to my growing pain.

Until you reached your arms to me and asked me my name. I want to think of you as my enemy but your beauty blurred my mind. My crazy thoughts finally stopped the moment your red lips moved and I was mesmerized by your angelic voice because that's all I can hear from now on.

After five months they no longer called me the crazy kid in town. I tried real hard to be a changed man for you. I'm finally thinking I am getting well but then I saw your email. With my name on the top of it. I can't seem to finish what I'm reading because the voice in my head is back and my eyes started to cry.

You were not here for my lonely heart but you are here for my crazy mind. You are a trainee shrink who wants to write everything about my crazy thoughts for a project. You didn't think twice for the damage you can cause for an already troubled person. So I did the only thing that my crazy mind told me to. I set your laptop on fire with my house.

Anyway who cares? None. Because at the end I am a crazy person and you should know that right, honey? Now I am back being that person, but they changed what they used to call me, now they call me the broken, crazy man in town.

I was a man but still know nothing. I was still angry and know nothing. I still hate myself and know nothing. Still I loathe everyone and I exactly know why, because I am the broken, crazy man in town..