It happens to me all the time.

Because I have a strange.

And.

Peculiar strong way in my life path.


They say to me.

“You are different.”

“You are strange to us other.”


And I just ask them:


“Do you have a problem with this?

Am I the strange one;
because I read all this educational stuff?

I read stuff that you even´t have heard of.

And that I don´t think more,
than you do in every second in life?

Do that make me strange?"


In my world.

You are the strange ones!

Because you have to have other people,
to think instead of you.

You just hide away.

In this bizarre puzzle of life.

Because you are afraid to be different!


But.

And.


Think once more!


It`s the different that makes the difference.”