Poem By Da'Vetta Hayes
Understanding me takes time to figure out how I work
Write me off as crazy or mental but I work differently
While you dream of ponies at 6 I dream of amoeba cells
When you and your family go skate we order in and call it a day
While you may not know me at all I dont know myself that well
When you judge me I feel like you dont try to know me at all
But I don't blame you for running away from me because I am not normal
But what is 'NORMAL'? Is it an actual title everyone can use to agree
Or, is it one's own perception of the true meaning of life?
Happiness, one's own percetion, right, it is what they want it to be
But understanding is also one's own percetion because only you will know when you truly Understand Me.....