I realize I don't fit in with you
But I really don't want to
I
'm a freak of mother creation
a uniquely Devine formulation
Y
ou look at me like I'm the freak because I like cemeteries to a unhealthy degree and dancing on tables, in the rain and on the streets.
The truth...the reality is You're extremely plain and consumed by your insane urge to be normal which drives your vanity. So am I the insane or am I normal. So yeah I'm a weirdo because of my petrachor and the fact I'm a pluviophile. I also gladly embrace the fact I am coiemetromaniac. I'm weird
I gladly embrace it though. I'd rather be weird than spend one waking hour second minute or moment being what you deem normal. I chose in a world of chaos and violence to find beauty in the flaws and destruction.
