I don't exude intelligence
I'm not especially funny
I'm not all grim and dark and deep
I don't have a lot of money
I'm not that popular or pretty
My grades aren't always good
I probably don't exercise
As often as I should
Instead I like to draw and read
I'm content to sit and dream
Of people and places far away
And things that aren't as they seem
Or perhaps I'll chat and gossip
With friends, the few I know
Those who make me feel high
When I am feeling low
And even though I don't fit in
I don't stand out in the masses
But for now I guess that's fine by me

At least I don't need glasses