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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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