People treat me like I'm so impossibly different
I speak finner than they can think
I act with knowing most every consequence
I do nothing too out of my ordinary life
They treat me like I'm the silent genius
But I can easily prove that wrong
Some may think I'm in a sence perfect
They're the ones that don't know
My life can be summed up in the smallest box
I can fit my entire purpose and soul within
Inches wide and tall
So am I perfect or just lost behind?
Because I fit within
Inches wide and tall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem