You tell me your the odd one
There can be no person more strange
But let me tell you that this is all a game
When you smiled did the girl smile back?
And when you laughed, did she laugh with you?
No
Because you were different
But we like different
Maybe it was the dark glasses
Or those beautiful violet eyes
Maybe it was the laugh you made
When the children cried out in surprise
We enjoyed your world of wonders
The childhood you never had
But I have one last question?
Is it really people that make you mad?
I can't really tell you why I wrote this. Ideas just come to me. Tell me what you think
