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Freak
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Eve611
Whyville Poet |
As people walk by me and say I'm a freak
I say thank you,
it's heard to say thank you when they mean it to be mean,
but in that case,
I like being a freak
As I think about it at night,
the stars scattered against the velvet sky,
I think, how am I a freak?
What is normal?
Is normal being perfect?
In that case everybody is a freak,
what is their right to call others freaks?
Individuality is the key to life,
forgetting it is killing yourself.
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