Odd Man - Poem by Bullion Grey
Odd man things dont quite fit,
Changes are what they are.
Seems you cant stand or sit,
Rather be on the moon or some far star.
Hey, Odd man, dont feel blue,
Cause theres' alot of odd people just like you.
They just dont want to quit,
Just because things dont fit.
Odd man at war with yourself,
With a fear of pride and profit,
Hey Odd man feel you need some help,
Your hands full with your habit.
Hey Odd man wheres your crowd,
Dont your people know you?
To quite and to damn loud,
Odd man what ya gona do?
Odd man dont waste your time
Say, trying to understand,
Youll just end up blown your mind,
Just accept your the Odd man.
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