Stand Out
I've been walking the same way,
Down the path everyone else takes.
Wishing for that one day,
When everything will change.
Dull and boring,
Black, grey, and white,
It's a fest of snoring.
But, one day I WILL stand out,
Be different from the rest,
All the colors I'd go about.
A different, riskier path of my own,
No one, I doubt, will follow me down.
Forever my spotlight will be shown.
Goodbye, sweet comfort.
Hello, dear adventure.
YOU ARE READING
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