The PARADOXICAL SOLITUDE OF A SANE INSANE

1) The scepticism in me eats me but the love for my nation makes me sleep at night.

2) I wonder and I wonder and I wonder ,

what if I failed to do my best in the things I aspire to be, 

is it worthy to be the non worthy of choice or worthy of some cost of no choice?

 

3) If I bent my spine, would I still rise  above at work?
If I lost my dignity would I still be of any value to my society?
If I die the next second Would my parents moan the potential of me?
If I sign up to be steadfast to the immortal  should I give up the usual?

Am I mad or am I mad for the tomorrow's yesterday's of me? 

But am I sane for the today's and now's of this day? 

Leeza