You Crazy People

All my friends are crazy. Every single person I know is a total lunatic. This means you. This means you even if I don't know you. Yeah, YOU.

YOU are CRAZY!

What? That offends you? Are you really objecting to what you're reading here?
Why - is the tone too rude? Too blunt? Too abrupt?
It is all your fault you know. The voice you hear is you. Sure these words have connotations but I am not saying them to you in a mean way. No one is talking here. You're hearing voices in your head right now. Because you are crazy.
Not the wild sexy things you do. Not the little illegalities you commit at the liquor store. Not the way you drive. Not what you belive about your parents, or God, or your pets. None of that makes you crazy. You just are.