Unique
I am not normal.I always dress formal.
I am called a freek.
No one hears me speak.
No one even bothers.
No one even cares.
Not when I am the only one that shares.
I am not in fashion.
People hate me with a passion.
They say I am annoying, apperently they were just "toying."
They call me a spaz, they just don't understand my pizazz.
Most of all I am called a freek, but here's the thing, I am just
UNIQUE!!!
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