Blue Moon Girl
And I never belonged,
But I’m sure I was never meant to belong,
I honestly never wanted to,
Deep inside I always wished I wouldn’t fit, that way I would prove I was different.
I know my mom never liked my friends, and I honestly never liked hers,
I remember I used to worry about adults who didn’t know how wrong they were living, guided by the wrong ideas or following the wrong idols.
Not belonging made me proud and happy, never sad
but could not belonging mean I don’t belong anywhere else?
the thought haunted me night and day,
I could be the odd number, the missing pair;
And I don’t believe there’s someone for everyone,
I actually think it's pathetic:
“There seem to be plenty of flowers in your garden” she said
“but will they all bloom?”
