She was never crazy. She didn't let her heart settle in a cage. She was born wild, and sometimes we need people like her. For it's the horrors in her heart which cause the flames in ours, and she was always willing to burn for everything she ever loved.
Everyone hears the mouth, Everyone can see the the drive, desire and fire in the soul, but very few will ever know about the heart it is there and even when hearing or damaged it stays undercover in a thick skin. Lots of scar tissue between them and me.