Standing in a sea of people, most a lot cooler then me,
But I often wonder, can they see?
That I'm much more then a drama a freak, not just an English geek.
This poem as proof, I'm just a doof.
I keep questioning my sanity, wondering about humanity.
The broader subjects that no one wants to discuss, the ones that cause such a fuss.
Are the ones that interest me the most, not that I sit here and tell you I boast.
I have a mind like all things, and to me it sings.
Sings the songs of knowledge and a better life, keeping me from thinking of the strife.
Am I scary because I take you to the brink? Or am I scary because I make you think?
Whatever the reason, you'll know where to find me
At the top of the steeple, avoiding the sea of people.