When I am strange...

I love all the things that u may think they are weird. ♥♥♥♥

When all the world is spinning round like a red balloon way up in the clouds

And my feet will not stay on the ground, you anchor me back down.

I am nearly world renowned as a restless soul who always skips town

But I look for you to come around and anchor me back down.

There are those who think I am strange, they would box me up and tell me to change

But you hold me close and softly say that you wouldn't have me any other way.

When people pin me as a clown you behave as though I'm wearing a crown

When I'm lose I feel so very found when you anchor me back down.