Every now and then
the world will go bananas.
Every now and then
the people will go crazy.
It’s not easy to be,
but it’s harder to not.
Look up and yell?
Look down and scream?
Neither’s wrong
and both aren’t right.
So what’s correct?
Nobody knows.
I make my friends,
scared witless that
they’ll forget me.
I try to conform,
to be normal
in a loopy world.
In the end,
I’ll just lose me.
So stick it to the norm,
I’ll look for what’s best.
I know what’s best for me,
and it’s you. I’ll be
told I’m wrong;
I’m used to it.
I don’t care what I’m told,
as long as you’re there.

© Blake Leitch March 17, 2012