A Little Strange
You’re a little strange,
The way you say my name,
And tell me I’m insane.
You didn’t even know me,
But you knew just what to say
When I was having a bad day.
You seemed quite crazy,
Even about my awful grammar,
And today’s latest glamour.
You always try to win,
All our stupid little arguments,
And the silly games we play.
You’re a little strange,
But I like the way you say my name,
And the way you drive me insane.
Copyright © Rochelle-Mari Smith | Year Posted 2014
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