Where Insanity Begins

She was once beautiful, or so it is beleived. Now is is known simply as insanity. She had a happy life, everything infront of her, but some angry feeling grew in her with no explination. She lurks in all of us, mangleing our deepest thoughts. She has no face. She has no body. Only a mind that we're forced to share with her, some can hadle her, most cant. In every face of a new born child she lurks and waits to get out. She even lurks in you.