Here it is-the magic is happening. Romance,dance and poetry has fallen like a spell yet some how it doesn’t move you. It isn’t a language you understand. It’s like watching that David Lynch movie and you know it has some meaning but you’re just not getting it. It’s quite liberating actually.
Odd Man Out
Because I dare to stand alone
they look at me suspiciously
It is as if they’ve never known
they could act independently.
They strive their hardest to conform
Afraid of acting differently
The closer they are to the norm
the happier they seem to be.
What is it drives me to rebel
insist on being different.
There is no sure way to tell
perhaps I’m just an accident
My individuality
Is all I have to prove I’m me.
