An Alien From My Mothers Womb

I live in a world unlike the norm Running alongside the usual The wild and crazy having fun I’m subdued watching on I wonder what folks think Behind bright eyes Am I the crazy one? An alien from my mothers womb I find it thrilling to run with the horde Though my course is contrary to the crowd Like an alien from mothers womb I hide away from the custom Like a UFO hovering to observe I wish to know the ways of the herd Like the mind of the Martian I wish to grasp the why of the wild and crazy While the norm hide away from the crazy one The crazy one seeks out the norm