Call Me Paranormal

But to my face, you wouldn't dare
No, this is my reality
You walk the walk, and talk the talk
Call yourself what you will,
but you can call me Paranormal.

Think of me Romantically
Seeing things unrealistically
Rhymes create a perfect world
Love makes this world go round,
but you can call me a Romantic.

Hold your peace, it cannot stay
Who's to say it was there, anyway?
Rhythm, a god of Precision's perspective
Accuracy of a marksman, lest it fail,
Call me an Archer of Words.

So call me Paranormal,
When the only option is your judgment.

So call me Romantic,
When your reality is too much for you.

Call me the Archer of Words,
When your aim isn't true.

And Call me Ishmael,
When you can find no other name.