Living In a Herd
Im living in an oasis of people
trying trying to fit the personality type.
Tired of the endless amounts of crap
I dont know if I can handle the hype.
The shallowness of people is great
pool of thoughts that equals less than a gallon.
So now i dont know if i can take this ride
and jump unto the band wagon.
I think I'm going to stand alone
and find peace on top of a free hill.
Be the lonesome soul that stands alone
engaging with no one standing perfectly still.
For the time we spend alone should be
cherished like your favorite dinner.
At times the loser takes the best prize
standig alone can be the only winner.
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