Why can't I be who I am?

What is it about me that makes people laugh?

Why is it that when I'm serious, they don't give a damn?

And why do they tell me that I am riff-raff?

If I say something strange or out of the ordinary,

They regard me in silence very rarely;

They hoot and they holler and they giggle with glee,

What is it about me?

Okay, so I do say some very strange things.

I'm loud and I'm bossy and I ponder the point of having kings.

Sometimes I'm quiet, but I always read books (many about rings).

If I can do all these things; read books about rings,

Write intelligent things,

Then what is it about me

That makes people think I'm...

Weird?