Some folk they look at me like I'm a kind of freak
I'm not an alien, just half Greek
Do I not fit into your idealistic world of uniformity
Just like every other one of us on this planet I hold my own position of exclusivity
You stare and you don't care
You judge with animosity and angst
Your nose turns to the north
The look of disgust written all over your face
I think I'm quite presentable and hopefully not a burden to your visuals
Maybe at dawn we can meet and share 10 paces and pistols
I know I don't fit in, I'm not what you might call your average dude
But a simple good morning would raise spirits and i wouldn't think you were being so ******* rude
We all are different but there are so many who cannot accept individuality
To be the same is to copy , it is to emulate so as to always feel for your existence that you have security
Outside of your totalitarian ways
The tree lined avenues I walk are lit by sunny days
I smile and you cant, for the Botox and bodge jobs have ironed out your emotions
Take my name off your list , and don't keep me in mind when its time for promotions