I hear it all the time, yes they make sure you fit in as well, just another number.
I hear the same thing over and over again; accept, comply and adjust.
What they do not know is that I have a room where the light never find me.
Somewhat secret and surely obscured from piercing eyes, I found my smile not ever to be seen from anyone.
Keep protocol and stay in the line assigned just for you, by order or by mild coercion and strong recommendation.
Outnumbered by the few and we surely lose our self in crowded masses.
Ending up in rows and columns, suddently just a matter of a math problem.
What they do not know is that I have a place only reached from beyond our capability and I am the key.
All what’s created for you is not what it seems to be, stay wild and free or be scorned by ignorants.
Chances you take and choises you make will leave them empty and bewildered which gathers everything in statistics and unifies your thoughts and swallows your dreams.
Go with whatever you are and want to be the measure you set for your agenda reflect a true picture of who you are.
What no one really know is how we get there but I have laid out my direction no one can follow and light only gather in my hideaway.