I ain't quite black and I ain't quite white
Some would say I'm not quite right!
I've an answer for everything, right or wrong
I wind people up - it never takes long!
I'm good at some things though I don't know what
Generally I'd have to say I've lost the plot
If you met me now, you'd most likely run
But it's not my fault I blame my Mum
I have a wicked humour and a very short fuse
I never try and win but I hate to lose
I'm a space cadet - a fast thinking freak
Although I prefer to think I'm just unique
I'm very fragile so treat me kind
You shouldnt mess with this sort of mind
So this is me in a short rhyming frame
It just goes to prove - we ain't all the same!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem