They call me weird…

Just a little thing about the realities of being a little different

They call me weird, yet what does it mean.
It there a normal, for no one is the same

Why is it embarrassing to do the right thing
But is there a right thing, for no one is perfect

They call me crazy because I love to laugh
What is really funny, for no one laughs the same

They call me things for different reasons
But what makes them not, they are different then me

Whatever they say I just ignore
For I do not care because I am just having fun