Come On Over and Sit a While...

Normal, average, self controlled,

Round peg in a square hole.

Born to be what I would be,

Many parts make up the whole.

Yet what you'll get is what you'll see;

Unique is what I'm born to be...

Special talents, flair and flaws,

Different every way with different laws.

All I can speak, and this I know;

Torn from mediocrities' claws.

God's gifts upon me are bestowed;

He the maker, He the cause...

One of many, only singular,

Constant dialogue, I the listener.

Ladder of clouds and thoughts my norm,

Internal, eternal, entirely insular.

Loving and innocent, friendly and warm;

Never at home always a visitor...

Won't you come enjoy with me,

This variegated world to see;

An orchestra imperfect,

Unless everyone can be...

Prejudice deserted.

Our differences; our very beauty?

Much more pleasant over here, just to be, just to be...
Why not come on over and sit a while?