Puzzles that don’t fit and clocks that don’t tick
Never ordinary or mundane
So different it drives you insane
‘Happy’ hearts that jump around a chest like a fish out of water
Your hollow heart is derranged
You cage diversity like we’re all afraid of change
Did you know someone that feels isolated isn’t strange?
Hanging onto life with four fingers
You know what I mean...
Soft shells and exteriors are not inferiors
Their interiors are not fake like depressed gimmicks
But different like a song with no lyrics