NOT GLOOMY

I wrote this in Hawaii when I was half-sleeping, fell asleep, then woke up and found it crumpled under my bed.

Good night at 2 am
I want more dead people,
Because they're better company
Than all the damn others,
They're happy, and I can
Laugh with them, and they don't
Care about their life
Because it's over.
And I'm a little crazy,
And,
I'm really crazy! I'm not gloomy I'm just
Not right in the head
I'm really going mad here
I want to run away and away
Where there is a place for me
I'll go, but that place might just be
The air over the edge.