I'm a lunatic with a Pen

I’m the lucky lunatic who was given a pen.

There are several lunatics on this earth,

Each twisted and molded in their own little special way,

But I was the one who was given a pen.

Now, you may ask yourself,

What makes one with a pen so special?

Easy.

I get special powers that the other lunatics don’t;

I get to live in my own little special world where anything I say goes.

Doesn’t matter that I’m not good at athletic events;

In my world I run as fast and as often as I want to!

(Which, is not that often)

You don’t like the clothes I wear here in this reality?

Too bad! They are the rage in Middle Earth,

And I don’t have time to be uncomfortable while kicking but!

And you say you don’t like me?

Pfft! You better believe that my main character

Is going to meet your character in a dark alley,

and the lunatic with a pen will end up signing your obituary

I’m the lunatic with a pen