Misfit, Misfit, why won’t you just try to blend?
Why do you just sit there and grin?
Don’t you want to be normal and have real friends?
Oh, now I see the misfit was right, smart, and genuine
She didn’t need to conform
Her world was her own with friendships deep
She wasn’t lost and needn’t any pity
It was me, the judger, who was not so witty