The cool folks are way over there,
She’s likely not their type —
She doesn’t fit the preconceived:
Believe the lack of hype
She knows a lot of fancy words.
Her mind is everywhere;
She is considered rather strange,
By that crowd over there
But she is not concerned by that.
She isn’t one to snipe —
She’s all that she’s cracked down to be:
Believe the lack
Of hype
This is one odd poem on hype but there is a logic written in it.
You seems to always find something in SOMETHING with only few words or phrase.
Your talent is immense!
Love it!
**Just noticed you’d changed your blog theme. Lovely. **
Thank you, Sherrie. I’m glad you like the theme, too. I’m kind of slow to make those kind of changes.
🙂
– Owen
LOL hahaha … You are not the only one. I did want to change mine too, but I have not the time yet. Will see later because today I am not at work.
Wish you a lovely day, Owen!
(❁´◡`❁)
You, too!
Ah, I know that girl. I mostly only see her in old people these days. She’s got the luckier freedom of a boy, though each boy is ultimately made to forget his stunning uniqueness. (This may not make sense when outside of my head, but either way, thank you for making me think.)