Weird
It's like asking,
"Why is the sky blue?"
"Why do we smile?"
"Why are we here?”
Simplicity in its most complicated form.
Complication in its simplest form.
Weird.
To be it.
To see it.
To hear it.
To live it.
Why?
Because I weird,
Therefore I am.
Reason?
Ha! Gave up on that years ago.
Although she drives me crazy.
Can't really speak unless I weird.
That's all.
Weird,
Huh?
Wired.
Strung up on so many wires
That it is weird.
Wired to be weird,
Weird to be wired.
Just wanna cut them loose.
And be free.
I weird.
You weird.
We weird.
She weird.
She's definitely weird
Because she makes me weird.
Lost its definition?
Weird.
Can't think of what to say?
Weird.
Can't stop thinking about you?
Weird.
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