This has been bouncing round in my head for a few days. I know it's got a weird flow, and it doesn't really rhyme the entire way through, but I don't give a damn, so suck it.

They've called me
odd
strange
weird.
Ever think that's you?
Maybe you're just the one that's strange,
but I'm mundane.
What's normal anyways?
It's all a state of mind.
Maybe it's yours, or maybe it's mine.
Pick it up, put it down,
and just let it burn all around
because it'll be much better when you realize
there is no such thing as
strange, or
mundane.
We're all freaks in our own little ways.
Treasure yours,
I'll treasure mine.
Before this whole world
makes me lose my entire fucking mind.