Craziness

It  hit me one day as I woke up shouting 
"I have finally found my way !
A respectable poet I will be 
The world will my talent see!"
So I took my pencil and I took my pen 
Writing poems again and again 
I gave my works to a publisher to read 
He said "dear father, rehab is what you need "
So I took my manuscripts and flew 
To a tavern I went to drown my sorrows with stew
But I won't give up , I won't run for cover 
One craziness is gone I will find another !