The Non Conformist's Version

Some of us ,perhaps are not cut out for this perfect world, Life tells its story as the moments unfold. Here we are sharing this Space, this Age, Like odd misfits, sharing this societal charade. The lonesome lover, whose love has died, The angry rebel who trains children to fight.. The child who grew up on the streets, The girl who left home in shame for her deeds. Countless lives, strange stories, Empathy, sympathy,sadness, joy, anger, love. Each tale has its own fragrance, Its not just the beginning or the end, Its a bit deeper than that, my friend. Conformation to conventions bind our minds, 'Freedom' is born inside. Little control that we have over others' opinions, Free yourself, free the mind- The world transforms, the vision changes, Hope blossoms, Love makes its way inside, Life grows, meanings surface, Peace reigns... and the courage returns.