Strange


They call me strange
my life i try to rearrange
but I will not conform
I will not be your Norm
I am only me
so open your eyes and see
my Heart beats with a pattern
my eyes guide me like a lantern
My body moves with the wind
My voice like weather will bend
Treat me like a rose
but throw me to the crows
and you will see my thunder
down you will plunder
my tears will come like rain
I will not be able to refrain
from the storm you will see
a different side of me
I will be torn
but you will feel my thorn

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