Joker

I smile and laugh hysterically
No one can stop my madness from unfolding
I stab him once, twice, three times to make sure his dead
I enjoy myself as his blood pours out of his veins onto the floor
Some people would call me crazy
No, no I’m not crazy
I’m just ahead of the curve
As the blood runs onto my hands
Its warm and comforting
I smile my great big smile as I laugh uncontrollably
And as the man dies I simply say,
“Why So Serious?!”