Cardboard Box

We are all looking for the one thing to inspire We are all on the same path, different stops waiting for the universe to conspire embedded in our souls from the birth of our understanding The want, the wish to be great, self-made breathing exorbitantly in our surrounding The mistake we make is living in other people’s values So we strain ourselves, give up our dreams and put up the same statues Our individuality becomes transparent and we become programmed with the rest of society Lost are the adventures so incredibly needed, packed away is our variety We are all unique yet the same The same yet different levels of the game We need to climb out of the narrow minded cardboard box Instead of being what’s expected, be the exception, don’t be the sheep choose the fox I see my life like a black and white photograph So much detail, it’s all about the experience instead of living by the graph I choose the inspired path, I need to live instead of exist I will run instead of walk, fight for the thrill and search for the experience, always I shall insist. Stand on the edge with me and tell me the magnificence your eyes bestow Fee the adventure and thrill sweep through your being as through your hair the wind blows So the choice is yours, live in the box and follow the tiresome trends Or throw away the I musts and give in to the I want to’s be the definition and decide where it ends