I am walking along this path wearing mismatched shoes,
To some this may bemuse or confuse, yet I refuse to be judged on my decisions.
Under a cloudless sky I begin to wonder, if we simply ignored the thunder claps in our ears, would it erradicate fears or would we still adhere to stereotypes? We are not anyones prototype.
Our minds are a wishbone, well known, and unknown all at the same time, yet society has a complex paradigm which we are obliged to climb. This is a waste of your time.
Life will always be full of conspiracies but if you live within your idiosyncrasies you will begin to believe. You have been given a reprieve, a chance to breathe.
So excuse me if I continue to walk along this path in my mismatched shoes, along those hidden avenues. This is my life and this is what I choose.
To some this may bemuse or confuse, yet I refuse to be judged on my decisions.
Under a cloudless sky I begin to wonder, if we simply ignored the thunder claps in our ears, would it erradicate fears or would we still adhere to stereotypes? We are not anyones prototype.
Our minds are a wishbone, well known, and unknown all at the same time, yet society has a complex paradigm which we are obliged to climb. This is a waste of your time.
Life will always be full of conspiracies but if you live within your idiosyncrasies you will begin to believe. You have been given a reprieve, a chance to breathe.
So excuse me if I continue to walk along this path in my mismatched shoes, along those hidden avenues. This is my life and this is what I choose.


