It’s never been deliberately stated

And the residual proof is muddied and faded

But we’ve all known it for a long time

My brain in all it’s oddities is not a fully sound mind

And it’s a well known “secret”

That I can’t come out and say it

Because the label makers would label me if I ever did

And my small group, we’re all nutty in the best way

We’ve learned to seek each other out

In groups we’re better at hiding

On the outside we can be charming

Just means less a possibility they’ll ever find out

I guess that makes me the Manic Pixie Dream Girl type

They have a reason for the stereotype

But in reality,

I’m anything I want,

With anyone I want

The person who retakes a quiz until they receive the answer they desired

Isn’t satisfied even once they get it

Because now who knows if it’s authentic

There are a lot of people like me

And society knows we exist

But if we can plaster smiles and play casualties

It’s a well known secret, they don’t have to acknowledge it