The Line Between

'Tis true that the line between madness and sanity can be a thin line Just like the difference between drunk and sober can be one or two glasses of alcoholic wine Those we see as mentally affected are they any different to we I can see the frailties in others as they see the frailties in me, A middle aged man I meet often he talks to himself on the street He never takes any notice of others though with his invisible friends he is never discreet They do have this great conversation though their conversation seems to be one way That those he converse with are not real people seems way beyond me for to say, Out of life I struggle for to make sense am I not right in the head? That bloke there he seems a bit dippy, of me too those words have been said We all are alone in our own way affected by the decisions we make And each day in life for us some lesson and we pay dearly for our every mistake, The line between madness and sanity is a thin line the mad one thinks all others are insane And life is not all joy and laughter there are tears and some mental pain.