Frolicking in a field of complete boredom
lying in a pool of numbed concentration
normality seems to fight the change
of being something more than strange
hating square as only a triangle can
fearing a circle much more than four
casting out for someone different
only to find another closed door
why should i be the average
when all it wants is to be the six
last in one
three in all
the number of a saddened soul
© Modern Immortality