Worker Bee

Caught in the hidden trap of normality Where the weird little freak inside can never be free Are we really any better in this society? With every unusual act we judge the worker bee For daring to be different instead of the same Wishing to be free of this copycat chain With hears that vibrate and bodies refusing to resonate When a mind is unique we begin to hate Nobody wants to be ostracized so we act the same Inside the higher self is paralysed by pain With nothing to lose and everything to gain Except all of your friends and disposition of sane