Eccentric

Your every fibre burns bright
To be seen in a different light
You’re freeform over uniform
No disciple of the norm
Wryly mocking of others flocking
To be the same - that’s not your game!

With a left field range 
From amusingly quirky
To endearingly strange
You’ve perfected the rejection
Of standard practice and convention      

When the world yings, you yang
You love being none of the gang
Favouring selective over the collective
Consensus of you, you and you.
One-off beats me too!

Thanks to DNA
You do it your way
A celebration of differentiation
With the hint of inclination
To bypass expectation
The eccentric with a speciality
Of avoiding humdrum banality