Mad

Mad they say I appear it 
the price of a free spirit
you won’t find me conforming
like Norman learning from Gordon before him 
with ordinary Audrey of course how they all be 
and Shirley who surely showed she the sheep need 
supposedly me unblended with society 
slightly odd I be obviously 
I’ve problems impulsive exciting 
intentions repulsive insulting 
they laugh or sit sulking 
too I inciting 
to strike like a light beam
bright like lightning 
loud like thunder
awake like slumber
unpredictable actions 
must stop acting them 
the impact in fact 
an exact dumb 
too them for me fun
offensive unthought 
offending I thought 
I’ll own up 
I’ve never grown up 
they tried to correct me they just corrupt 
psychologically struck psychology stuck 
to get this head needs more than luck 
style starved wild card vile bard child heart 
if you don’t fit in you drive them berserk 
one of those being different perks 
around him awkwardly 
cus he aint ordinary 
aint married Audrey 
aint how he ought to be 
lost hold the wally 
off his trolley
in rain without brolly 
didn't eat his broccoli 
or turn out properly 
no Norman or Gordon 
certainly not Shirley 
and assuredly not Audrey 
oh how tools breed 
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