Individuality

Are you someone who's different from everyone else?
Your the brightest/darkest crayon in the crayola box?
You do or say things people think are strange?
If you are, this is the perfect poem for you, you see I'm just like you then.

I don't fit in, but neither do my friends, we started our own kind.
We don't follow the crowd at all, we start our own trends.
Sometimes people copy us, then they just think they're weird, they're posers!
Yeah sure you can follow what someone does but not over and over.

Like me, I wear Tu-Tu's and Tiaras, and a bunch of other STRANGE things,
But you know what, I'm not afraid to admit I'm weird, strange, an outcast, a FREAK!
When they call you something you just grin and nod and agree.
Then it eats that person alive; they know that their words can't hurt you anymore!
Sura some words like from best friends can always hurt you, but not people who do it for fun.

Like the 2nd line of this poem, the crayon one;
I am the brightest/darkest crayong in the crayon box in my life.
And I will ALWAYS be proud of my Individuality!