the black sheep
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Relinquishing my title of the black sheep in this rather unorthodox family just seems to be such a familiar thing to do. Kind of like sleep walking through your living room without tripping or walking into harms' way.
Fancy being asked to approach a therapist for help. Do I really look like a lunatic to you guys?
Oh well, if I do, then there's nothing that I can do to change the lenses off your uncanny fixed frames.
Walking the alternate path to the straight and narrow can be such a chore sometimes. bah.
even angels have their wicked schemes
and you take that to new extremes
but you'll always be my hero
even though you've lost your mind.
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