I’m addicted to the afflicted
You could even say I’m twisted,
We talk in metaphors and slang,
Wanna join our crazy gang,
We’re not self conscious or refined,
More uninhibited you’ll find,
Theres no filters when we speak,
We’re just a bunch of freaky freaks,
If your in a wheelchair or blind as a bat,
Skinny minny or gorgeously fat,
You can have a limp a wink or a scar,
We’ll just accept you as you are,
If its a mental state your on,
Then hitch a ride and come along,
And those who come from a life of sin,
I find are always a mystery within,
Come and hang pull up a chair,
Even freaks like us can care,
We don’t judge condemn or cry,
And we’ll never ask you why,
So when next you see an afflicted,
Just Remember that we’re gifted,
And if you are a crazy fan,
Then come and join our gang.