We are all desperately unique
We are all crazy
All awkward
All different
But the same
We are all the loud one
Because we fear the silence
We are all the strange one
Petrified of normal
The out-of-control car
Careening along
It over-corrects
Until it is too late
Once
All that was not perfect was unusual
All that was unusual was wrong
Now, all that is not outlandish is normal
All that is normal is offensive
Obscene to the eyes of those who cannot accept
The beautiful alike
Society has done away with the usual
Cast out the status queue
Spat upon the normal
For it is the normal that is their nemesis
It is the inconspicuous that shows their demons
We are all the same
None of us vary
None different
None strange
We crave the attention
Gasp in a mad scramble for beauty
Desire
We need to be different
Grasping at qualities that are not there
Not needed
We ignore what exists
Searching for what does not
We desperately to change
We must accept the mundane
Embrace the usual
For it is only in the usual, blank whiteness
That colors can shine
That the unique can flourish
The car straitens
We are not different
We are the beautiful alike