Standing in a forest I found myself in eden,
Wearing rags and carrying no possessions.
The more I thought the less I sought,
And found it rather freeing.
A mask I now wear,
For I have lost to conformity.
These fiends smile and toast to their victory,
But I shall have my day.
As crazy as the path may seem,
It is mine to bear.
Life was never to be understood
So why try to understand it?
These eyes have seen what conformity can do,
And I am not about to roll over for you.
The stage is set,
And the curtains have been drawn.
My role awaits me,
So grab a seat and watch what wonders I shall meet.
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