Undiagnosed lyrics

Being mentally handicapped it is considered

By those intellectuals with brains too littered

To be bad, something to tuck far, far away

But though handicapped they are content

Not worrying for time, nor judgment of pettiness

They are not handicapped for readiness

To deal with living, it is the normal folk

Whose normalcy when tested is but a joke

They walk amongst us undiagnosed

In a bin of lunacy that is their host

Perceptive reality defined to begile them

Each living in their own asylum

• Artist:Ww Ww