Be u

What can you see from eyes set to norm
Where life is just life, from death to the born

But look just below, down to the left
There you might see the secret well kept

There dwell the freaks and outcasts of life
Living and dying by the edge of a knife

These are the people that I wish to know
For they are the ones that feel life’s flow

Living and loving, dying and crying
Moments of life they’re selling and buying

Unlike the rest, afraid to stand out
They are the the ones who are ready to shout…

Be who you are, not what they expect
Do not conform, instead reject

You are who you are, no more and no less
Leave the normalcy to the norms and they’re societal mess.

About horsewyrm

Jack of much, though master of none. I'm still trying to figure out if that is a good thing or not.
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