I kind of wierd poem, or whatcha ma call ems..... epiphonys!

Addiction

I realize I'm not addicted to something normal, I'm addicted to wierd.

And even though I try to act normal I'm not.

And every so often, my friends look at me and wonder: Why is she so strange?

Why does she like the things she does? Why does she act the way she does?

And they never find an answer.