To Hell with the Standards

To hell with the standards and bell curves and the norms you spew..

I am friendly to some, I'm a stranger to some, at times I'm both to the very same few.

I adore some and I despise some, sometimes I feel both for the very same few.

I am bigger than some, I'm smaller than some, at time I am both to the very same few.

I am smarter than some, I'm dumber than some, sometimes I'm both to the very same few.


I am sweet to some, I am bitter to some, at times I'm both to the very same few.


I want to be alone, I want be among many, at times I realize it doesn't matter any.

I have gained many things, I've lost many things, at times I feel like I need no things.

I forget some things, I cherish some things, at times I fear I never knew these things.

I see many things, I'm blind to many things, at time I question if these things even exist.


I see where I'm going, I don't care where I'm going, at times I forget if I'm going at all.

I dream of days to come, I dread the days to come, sometimes I feel both for the very same days to come.

I treasure my life, I despair at my life, sometimes I feel both for the very same life.

I love myself, I loathe myself, at times I feel both for the very same self.


So to hell with the standards and bell curves and norms you spew..

I set my own rules cos I'm not you.... or ANYBOdy u wANt me To B.