Most kids walked through life, I looked and wondered
There were always questions to be pondered
So, all of my life, I have always known
That I was always meant to be alone
I was always living inside my head
High up above the clouds, I always tread
I tend to miss out on a lot of things
And that is the curse overthinking brings
I always deliver the cold, hard truth
And others often tell me I am rude
Being a chatterbox with a loud voice,
I'm often an annoyance with my noise
People around me never understood
Why I won't act normal, even when I could
And the more that I search within my mind
The more I see why they leave me behind
I'm not normal, I never really was
And I am okay with that now, because
The moment someone cares about me
I know they mean it legitimately