Skipping Around Thoughts

I must be delusional
My mind speaks unusual
I even named my hands

If the world's goes round
And gravity pulls you down
Why is my head I'm the clouds?
I'm not coming back down
Don't even like feet on the around

If love is a game
That drives everyone insane
Why do we play everyday,
As if the pain of losing goes away?

Why am I judged?
Dressed like the Grudge?
I'll be painted in white

Why am I young?
And not even dumb?
But still like fun
While my friend is on the run?

Why did you judged my took by it's cover?
I got words from you
Did you ever listen to mother?
I've heard toddlers speak better than you

*Today marks the day
I only write my thoughts
No more stress
And no one is 2nd best
We're all perfection