You read books, you think and you listen to advice
You even as Jeeves to sort you out cause he seems to be nice
Its no use, why bother? What can you do?
You just be happy with you personality, or two
Your strange, so what? Beats being normal
Head up high, walk out dont be so fuking formal
You've tried maps, even googled and one of them shrinks
But why bother changing, your special, dont you think?
People think all of you are weird, so what do you care?
Yes we do, so much, but to change, should we dare?
Arguments, cussings and dissings
But people dont understand what were missing
They say its our fault, and maybe its true
So its my fault, and my fault, oh yes, and mine too
Different people, different me, which one shall I choose?
Perhaps you can help me, Ive got not much to loose.
