Anomaly

In life I have been asked a lot of questions. "What are you?" It wasnt until recent years found my answer now when I get asked the question I answer:

I am an anomaly, an abnormal illusion to the human eye.

I am eccentric, constantly changing and I couldn't feel better.

Life isn't easy but it doesn't stop for anyone, so why should I?

I am a lone star in a typical sky.

I dont fit in with anyone not with "Normal" guys or other gay guys really

but I dont mind

 I am an artist . I sing no matter where I may be

because singing  is my anchor it keeps me gently floating in my part of the worlds ocean not moving 

I am an atypical melody that sparks insanity and wildness.  

Im an oddity, a quirk, a rarity that sticks ount among the rest

Not exactly anything precious or special persay but peculiar, and abnormal

And I like it like that. Because, normalcy is a policy that does not fit me 

I was not meant to be another typical face within the earths records

I may not alway be shiny but I'm always noticed. 

I'm a token of little value to many who cannot see what they think of me .

but call me whatever you may think you can 

Fag, weirdo, maniac, queer, and anything else you may imagine

I  am special to myself and even though I am not your typical "normal " guy,

I have the best view of life ; The view with variety and that is what makes me me. 

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