Standing in the hallway
Sitting in the classroom
Not sure what you want to do.
They asked you their questions.
They tried out their pragmatism
but it somehow didn't work on you.
Because you see the world
But you see it differently.
They see the lines and the grids
that make sense of their world.
But you see the emotions
that made the world come to life.
How do you relate to them?
How do you make them understand?
That you're trying to be normal.
Trying to be one of them.
But that's not who you were born to be.
Because your eyes are made of stardust.
Because you've got sunflowers growing where your heart's supposed to be
and storms that unfurl in your mind.
You're a natural.
Raw beauty that's growing
but rooted to the core.
They don't know you.
Because, girl, you're undefined.
They ignore you.
Even when you're standing tall.
Because, like it or not, they just can't deny.
When all is made public in this crowded life,
Darling, you're unmarked territory.