When too crazy isn't mad enough

You've given up second guessing the truth
times hands constantly moving,
waving you on and in
the latest model of insanity
wearing you out
on her armband of anything goes
like this.

I try to tidy my mind,
from the outside in,
But the world turns inside me
making this mess
with words that once meant something
panting to get no point across
it's softness I'm after
and I never was the sharpest tac.