Its weird now,
isn't it? Mad is good and good is mad. Why is it good to be
wicked? I thought wicked was to mean bad. You know, like the
wicked witch of the west? But things have changed now,
haven't they? The bullies, they once called me weird and a
loner. But now it's cool to be 'different' and
you're 'mysterious' if you're lonesome. I once
cried because my best friend called me careless. Now I cry
because I'm so neurotic and smile when someone calls me
lazy because it means they think I'm not so in over my head
all the dang time. Change is weird. Change is different. I bet
change has been described as a lot of things...mad, wicked,
mysterious, good and bad. But I bet it's never been called
boring, stupid or any other word that haunts me.