That's just me

I like to walk on the right side of the side walk.
I like to arrive on time.
I hate when people wear mismatched socks.
But as you can see, that’s just me.
I like to colour inside the lines.
But for some reason I can’t write in them.
I may be quite, but I can be loud.
I hate when I’m stuck, in the crowd.
But as you can see, that’s just me.
I like to voice my thoughts out loud.
People may look at me like I’m crazy,
But I don’t care.
Let them stare.
But as you can see, that’s just me.
I like when things are organized,
But my room really isn’t.
People ask me what I wanna, do with my life,
And I just tell them,
I just want to free.
But as you can see, that’s just me.
Don’t let them try to tell you how to run your life.
It’s your life; don’t let them push you out,
Just let them hear you shout.
That’s just me.
I like to walk the right sidewalk,
I let the strangers pass on by.
I really don’t care, what they think.
Because as you can see,
I’m just me.