Weird is the new cool and normal the new boring; Stay weird

I was always fascinated by people who are considered completely normal, because I find them the weirdest of all

I am not a queen; I am nothing at your service

I have my mother's smile, shy. endearing, warm, whimsical, inviting you to reveal yourself, daring you to show me who you really are..
I have my mother's eyes, skeptical, penetrating, calculating, judicious, you don't have to tell me,
I already know

I forgive you
All I had to offer you was sadness
My eyes shed sadness
My face speaks sadness
My lips smile sadness
My voice spews sadness
My touch spreads sadness
I forgive you for leaving, for I have become an infectious incurable virus threatening to destroy everything you are not

Such a happy delicate thing she is, isn't she?
She has no idea, does she?
How long before you turn her into sadness...

It's slowly breaking her down
Consuming her breath
Fighting her strength
She doesn't have much time
Pieces will be the only thing left
Of the will buried within
She's crumbling down inside
Crying out for help
Running out of life
A hero should suffice
To save her from her disguise