Everytime I'd say I'm odd,
you'd say I'm not.
When I'd say I'm weird,
you'd tell me otherwise.
I'd tell you I'm crazy,
you'd always contradict.
You said you liked listening,
but you never really heard me.
Those were not insults
borne of self doubt.
They were praises of the highest order.
Born of a desire to live free
from the small minded.
To fill my heart with all of the
things normal fears.
I know you chose normal,
it's a safe place to hide.
That false claim...
it will trip you in the end.