Categories > Original > Poetry
They are day,
And I am night.
They are dark,
And I am light.
Funnily we’re different,
Quite opposites in fact.
But I am all right,
I’m actually fine with that.
I’m weird and I’m strange,
Oh, I’m different no doubt.
I don’t ever fit in,
Because I always stand out.
They laugh because I’m different,
Because odd is my middle name.
But I just laugh back at them,
Because they’re all the same.
In a crowd full of blondes,
My hot pink hair they see,
Among the puppets, clones and Barbie dolls,
I
Am
Me.
And I am night.
They are dark,
And I am light.
Funnily we’re different,
Quite opposites in fact.
But I am all right,
I’m actually fine with that.
I’m weird and I’m strange,
Oh, I’m different no doubt.
I don’t ever fit in,
Because I always stand out.
They laugh because I’m different,
Because odd is my middle name.
But I just laugh back at them,
Because they’re all the same.
In a crowd full of blondes,
My hot pink hair they see,
Among the puppets, clones and Barbie dolls,
I
Am
Me.
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