Lunatic asylum's mystery!

My  lunatic asylum

A poem from a beginner

I meet everyday a raving lunatic

And feel like my thoughts are exotic

But the thing is I am in a world full of morons

And that too their heads have like some invisible horns

Sometimes veins throb in temples

But still  I am so humble

I don't like people craning their neck round

And the relationships to which we are forcefully bound

The thing is to stop stammering

And face the world dauntlessly without shuddering

Now I am gonna chuck out the fear

And going to solve all the obstacles

Existing in the sphere