On being weirdA Poem by SomeonesPeople always says
that being different its better But they are the ones
who critics the ones who are Making the whole thing
a big paradox Which as always end up
in nothing.. But what is really being
different? How much different do
someone have to be to enter in this category? Is being different black
and white? Because at the end of
the day aren’t we all different? Then being different its
not the same as being weird? If you are normal then
you are not weird But once again if you
are normal Are you really being
yourself? Or a copy of someone else? We get so lost in
being like everyone else Trying to fit in society Such a boring overrated
content But makes us wonder in
time who we really are. Are we being ourselves Or have we just forgotten
what we were? Or maybe we never even
knew So question remains “are
we being really weird?” © 2020 SomeonesFeatured Review
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