My weird ways have twisted me
Into the man I am today
One out of the crowd
That covers the planet's ground
I am not one of mass production
But of one made unlike any other
I yearn to be understood
By the normal people that inhabit this world
They do not understand me
Or even care to acknowledge me
I am just a reflection
Of the society that has ignored me
No one understands my weird ways
But there is one thing they do
They understand the part of me
That used to be normal too
I was once average
Until I experienced 'it'
It twisted me into a man
That couldn't be seen or heard
It made me think carefully
And made me realize
That the people in the crowd
Are all shouting battle cries
They yearn not to be understood
But to be loved
And that made me realize
Maybe, just maybe, what I had been trying to make them know
Was that they didn't really want to hear
What I was trying to tell them
I would never understand
Because I am different from them
