The only freaks in this world are the ones not understood by the so called “Normal’s” of society
For as long as i can remember i was always the usual kid that would laugh joke or talk about things that not many would find normal
I would dress weird i would talk weird and i would even walk weird
It’s not as if i care what society thinks of me because i know i’m not alone
And then you wonder why we have murders rapists and abusers or the so called “scum of the earth”
The ones we fear the most that could be in our basements
Or right behind us just watching and waiting
Or even in our own minds.