People think I’m offbeat, an exception to the rule

They see me as a goody goody or a naïve little fool

My eyes are clear, unscarred by tainted cycles of a moldy way of life

Gray is mediocre, I see black and white

They say that I’m free to choose to live as I please

But I know their looks of judgment and my mind fumbles by the looks

I see Their eyebrows raise and look like ugly furry worms

Their lips drip honey but sting at the touch

And my mind questions and squirms cause they see me as a menace or an infirm.

If I could change the world in one way this is what I’d do

I’d see that the pressures of my peers and my society were finally removed

Because the very people declaring independence

Are stepping on the name I scrawled on the bottom of the document

Turns out I’m free, as long as my opinions and theirs agree.

By nature I like to comply

I’m not a rebel or a fighter or a diva or dynamite lighter

I’m simple yet complex, Straightforward yet conflicting

Trouble is I’ve got a voice inside that’s quite convincing.

I’m not old enough to know what’s what they tell me

But common sense is in my head and I know I’ve got to be free

Free from their endless tittle tattle about how things in my life should be

I know what’s true, that’s what matters

And I’ve got to get over always trying to please the sour apples

I’m odd they tell me, why do I even care?

Those books I read, all who wrote them are dead.

But what do they know?

It’s as if they themselves don’t see where their life one day will go.

Contrary, contrary are their mindsets

They’ll be gone just like those “old people”

Gone, gone, what did they achieve?

Was living by the status quo safe and comforting?

Yes, yes, that was it

Because how could we live and suffer discomfort?

I mean, come on, baby, you only live once

Yeah, but I really want to make it count

I don’t want to be a fool and live for the crowd.

If it takes discomfort and patience then yeah, it’ll be harder

But we only live once right? And I want my life to go farther

Will I be satisfied by being mediocre?

No, not a chance

I’ll live and work, love and die

Like so many before me

But I won’t be average cause that’s not how I think

I live to be an exception, a set apart human being

And conforming just never really was my thing.