Crazy they call me
Crazy
That girl over there.
That’s what they call her
Her
With her honest smile
Friendly eyes
Dedication to others
But not just that!
They call me crazy
For the smiles I give
For the people I greet
Even I know them not
They treat like I am
Crazy
For what I want in life
The positivity
Living only for the joy
They call me nice
They call me joyous
They call me crazy
For I treat you with kindness
They call her crazy
For the dances of joy done in the oddest places
How she has a smile for you
A soft gentle one that reminds you of home
They call her crazy
When they only know her
For the truth she presents
They call me crazy
Insane for how I sweetly sing off tune
Lost for the unfocused gaze that perplexes and amazes my bullies
They call me crazy in this world where none care
Or they care for the wrong reasons
Crazy is what they call me
So crazy I shall be
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