Heaven is for the Weirdos


Screams that will always echo in my head

The sharp scent of hospitals that always seems to get me high

Laughing at the criminals stupid enough to be caught

Knowing that even if I wanted to, I couldn't cry


Cheesy romance movies (of course, with tragic endings)

When the hero's true love is vaporized by her own mistake

When the villian throws his sanity overboard

(even for his own sake.)


A jock throwing away his high school love

like she's some plastic toy.

Hey you.

What's your definition of joy?


Heaven is for the weirdos,

and that's why I'm going.