It is hard to be normal
Its hard to be a night owl
The rest of the world runs in daylight
But my head only twists
under the moon
Its hard to be an early bird
The prey who disturb the owl
Do not see thr night again
Its hard to be a bookworm
Paper isnt exactly full of nutrients
And a book is only big enough for one
Its hard to be a social butterfly
Oblivion cuts you to catterpiller
You cant survive alone but you dont come in flocks