I’M NOT CRAZY, I’M AMAZING!
by Wenona Thompson

 poetry

Some people call me crazy, and state, "You need help."

But why?

Nona is not crazy anymore. 

I was crazy when I let people use me, abuse me,

disrespect me and take from me without asking me.

Now that was crazy.

But now that I fight to defend myself,

get mad when one tries to hurt me and speak when some one disrespects me.

This is not crazy.

This is Nona taking charge with no regard.

So when you call me crazy it's fine with me,

but it's a problem when you say I need help.

Because there's no cure for the technique I use.

It's not crazy, it's amazing.