They say I’m different,
I guess it’s true
I do what they say one ought not do
I don’t fit their sample
I’m not an example
they like to show others to
They say I’m different,
It’s true, I guess
There is one thing I’d like to confess
I like to be not like the rest
I must stand out of the crowd
not hidden by the shroud
of similarity and likeness
They say I’m different,
I know it’s true
Mine is a unique viewpoint
I’d rather be me than you
not fitting perfectly into joint
They say different,
who am I to argue?
But wait…
isn’t that the point?
Who knew?
