Yes, for all of you nerds who actually know about the book "Flatland" by Edwin Abbott Abbott, the title of this song and its lyrics are a not-so-subtle reference to it.
This song is a pretty piano driven song. I actually was trying to emulate the singer Mika a bit.
lyrics
sometimes I feel that I'm burning up
and when I'm close, I set people on fire
but am I divinely impassioned?
or did I set myself on fire out of spite?
I often feel like I don't fit in
that what I hear and what I believe are different
so am I just a grand idealist?
or are the things I believe just ridiculous?
stop trying to put me out, trying to fit me in your boxes
just let me be how I was made to be
I know that I don't seem to have right angles
but maybe I'm made to be a circle
...and a circular peg won't fit in a square hole...
did you ever consider
the things that make me different
you consider them my weaknesses
but perhaps they really are my strengths?
people pleaser! approval seeker!
don't you ever think that when I am
too abstract! too impassioned!
that I'm just being myself?
you're trying to shut me down, so you can check off all your boxes
you just don't seem to see
that you can't make me have right angles
cause maybe I prefer to be a circle
...a circle is just a line with 500 angles...
there is One Who loves me
just the way I am
and this One gets me
and completely understands
He won't try to put me out, and He doesn't even like boxes
He likes me for me
and He doesn't seem to like right angles
He's more into the curves
the sweeps and the swerves
of a circle