Closest thing to crazy...

While browsing through puppetporcelein's blog I came upon a line she'd quoted from a song by Katie Melua (she seems to be listening to alot of her lately...) that speaks alot to me. Sometimes you're left being crazy on your own with not even your closest buddies understanding you anymore than a stranger would...


"How can I think I'm standing strong?
Yet feel the air beneath my feet.
How can happiness feel so wrong?
How can misery feel so sweet?

How can you let me watch you sleep?
Then break my dreams the way you do.
How can I have got in so deep?
Why did i fall in love with you?

How can you treat me like a child?
Yet like a child I yearn for you.
How can anyone feel so wild?
How ca anyone feel so blue?

This is the closest thing to crazy
I have ever been.
Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen.
This is the nearest thing to crazy
I have ever known.
But I was never crazy on my own.
And now I know
That there's a link between the two,
Being close to craziness, and being close to you