The Madness Of The Pychopath

You can here the screams of mad men when,
Their leader comes home,
But so he will leave again.

He calls this home,
The screams keep him calm
Screams of inmates he harmed.

But is the leader like the rest?
To that I say no,
He is the best.
He choses when to come and go.

To him the Asylum is a home,
So you ask why the guards let him roam.

They are fear him,
The power he has,
The lack of care,
He has no heart,
And that I know.

How did that happen you now ask?

Oh well you see,
He is so charming
That even his doctor fell forr thee.

He cant be help.
And do you know why?
Because if he was sane,
He would want to die.
If he was normal,
Chaos would stop.
And with it the fun and jokes
That we all want.

So call me mad.
I don't mind,
Cause he is the HERO in my mind,
OH his name?
You finaly asked.
Its the Joker.
My Friend, My partner,
And my favortie psychopath.