Here in the corner of my room not what a normal 26 year old should be doing
But what is normal? What makes one normal?
Will you stagger and disapprove when you see me?
Will you think I am incompetent, an utter disgrace?
Will you go you sir are a fine fella, a performing monkey a miracle
Who will help me explain my destiny the stars the moons the prophecy that lies ahead
Or will you just say you sir are an embarrassment then disappear and retreat back into the shadows