So far all I see are dreams and aspirations
that forms into screams and desolation
Ever day its a puzzle
To break free from society's muzzle
Just to make our way back again
Into this predestined life of sin
I scratch my head and tap my knees
Wondering how an the world I lost the keys
Into this knowledge that supersedes.........normal
How do I become creative, eccentric and innovative?
Only fools can accept themselves as is
Give in to all the latest styles and trends
But if I wish to be myself, I must be of myself
Honestly I already know I'm top shelf
But not because I'm full of myself
But because I love myself
I'll give a hint, you buy a vowel
Waiting for the world to unravel
All the fools like myself
But so far.......

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Rambles of an average,odd person
PoesíaThese are the thoughts of a life in day to day struggle between dealing with the realities, forsaken your inner awesomeness and rising to the challenge.We all find something unique in every book, but at the end of every thought...behind the ink of e...