Odd

Odd is always the best rhyme

Unusual, special sounds

You and I talking to the clouds

As odd as you are divine

Odd is the mist and the rain

Odd your smile in such times

Odd for me, it is to explain

They are crying because all of my pain

Odd is the verse I compose for you

weird in the sense, you wouldn't understand

Strange little words, written by a fool

Marble white paper, odd quill in hand

Prepared they are, could I make a stand?

Single inch you stray, I’m left scarred

Single glance you give I’m left damned

So big is my pain, so grim, like a hymn so odd.

But odd is enough, odd is strong

Away from the rest, I got my own name

“lonely” so cold, dying at my own pace

Oh, who could now save me? No God no more

I have nothing to be but merely odd

Oddly standing still, odd is strong

Odd stays at last, odd is what’s left

Odd fairly played, odd fairly lost

And in the end, odd sits alone.

But you judge and laugh you play you’re so cool

Can’t you see I write this all for some truth

Peculiar ways we could find but the time is now dull

For all I am worth, odd verses stay just for you