The betweener

They say it’s always either good or bad, hot or cold. You can’t fit in if you’re warm or in between You must either be funny or boring You’ve got to be normal or abnormal You must be smart or dumb

Well I don’t know where I fit in Because I’m sure I’m neither Of course I can’t be here and there at a time But I can’t place myself as either I guess that’s what it is to stand out

I had this dream three nights in a row Of how I was sane but insane Good thing I was not alone I met this psycho in reality Who taught me how to do between

I now know I don’t have to fit in My psycho taught me to be me Society mustn’t accept me What matters is that I love me It doesn’t matter if I’m in or out or in between

I love standing out It’s a pleasure being different At least I’ve found my place I’m not lost or still finding me It’s perfect with my psycho

I love being a betweener