Out, of the ordinary
Fairy tale, without the fairy
A family that seems a little scary
Winter, without the storming
Crucial, just not necessary
So strange, extra-ordinary
A world with perfect people.
No, you wont find me
Anywhere but here
The way you see me
Is pretty far from clear
A little different, not everyday
You cant judge me, it don’t work that way
So what, so what, if I’m growing up creepie?
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