I am unashamedly weird
You can get lost in my head
There's no straight and narrow
But corners and detours, no arrows
I am spontaneously wild
A very impulsive child
I act on how I feel at the moment
It often leaves others spent
They don't understand the things I do
And most times they misconstrue
Explaining make no sense
Since discussions get really tense
There's no way I can be
Anything else but me
I may be hard for you to feel
But I'm 100% authentic and real
S. Lancaster-Primus
- Author: S.Lancaster-Primus (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 4th, 2023 21:05
- Category: Unclassified
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