Saturday, 3 April 2010

everybody thinks I'm strange

I wake up late in the afternoon
and everybody thinks I'm strange
I know my head is on the moon
and I'm always in a circle of change.

Sometimes I speak my mind
but that's really quite rare
because I notice what others find
in who they might think I am.

You might say I don't like people
but that is not quite the truth
just because I'm stuck in my room
lying doesn't make it more smooth.

Everybody thinks I act weird enough
to fill the criteria of mental craziness
I guess no one bothers to know me well
before they send me straight to hell.

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