drinking orange juice from a plastic water bottle is weird.
i guess i'm a little weird too.
what is weird?
out of the ordinary.
who's ordinary validates something's weirdness?
who gets to choose, and why them?
would they be ordinary themselves?
or would their weird just help define other people's ordinaries?
what's the point of ordinary anyways?
who would want to be ordinary?
especially when you can be something no one's seen before.
why be ordinary when you can be something new?
YOU ARE READING
here are the words trapped in my head
Poetry"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." ~ Robert Frost. Most of my emotions have barely found thoughts, but here are the words I've found so far. ~ p o e t r y b o o k ~
