Everybody wants to be different because that does not mean odd and absent but

Uniquely, loyally full of special light. We all follow the rules that say pretend the rules

Are different but I've been there and I know better than thinking I'm something special.

We're all creations of the very first warriors in our heads, and we all obey except

For the ones who hadn't heard that that was how it worked and thought they were

Following anyway, because they are following, they are following the conformers into

Petty disagreements, dismissed adverbs, missing punctuation and shorthand traitor glory doom.

Let the shooting stars fly back into space if you wish but I'm not following you

I've read the books and I know how to follow the rules, and I'm always right, and I fear

Falling average because I'm way up high, and I like being better than anyone, everyone.

I'm not much of a savior or a guardian angel, because I'm not even much of a girl...

 

There will be blood. There shall be war. Don't pretend you don't know.

And every shorthand traitor deserves his glory and his doom and

So do the rest of us whose poems were meant to be sung but never were.

And there are too many words to stuff into every verse and it's so tempting to be a traitor.

 

The countries have their own ways but the insignificants must change

So there are bombs and there are songs and lies of limitless victories and

There are lights and other bright things and everything's gotta change because

Everyone wants to be different.

There was tradition and simplicity and advertised literacy and the whole show of feuds.

There was Farenheit and wizards and a wicked witch and it's all about the war and the winning.

There are commas for decimals, strange division and zeroes and all against English forever

There are people lost there languages and people with death sentences and people

All over the place, except that maybe they don't want to be different

And I could call them shorthand traitors in my head except I don't know their kind

Every colour every voice and every word make for prejudices and I hope they won't

And I can't read minds and I haven't learned so I can't say who you are

So I won't.