Madness string 7865

Random mermaid
I'm worried about you. You're too sarcastic for normal friends and you're too nice to be in a street gang.
Nothing in the world is confusing, for the world is made up of confusion. And confusion, at least, is understandable. We know what it is. We see it and we say, ah, yes, it is confusion. We nod amongst ourselves and we look on, oblivious.