Perhaps The Unusual Is Me


Oh the bizarre, always arising

Giving cause for wonderment

What makes one think or do that

Will it be to their own detriment


Am I the odd one, perplexed by this

Finding it a strange way to be

Perhaps they are not unusual

And the unusual is in fact in me


Seems to be the accepted way

For both them and also for me

To do and act accordingly

Others not concerned at what they see


For they are and always shall exude

Who they choose to be

So the best that I can do

Is always strive to be the very best of me


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