It seems so confusing
What’s right, what’s wrong?
People have a tendency to follow
See the crowd, quickly get along;
What if I don’t want to join them,
Instead I prefer to stand right here
“Oh, don’t make a fool of yourself Johnny,
No doubt, they will give you awkward stare;
The droplets of desire
What you wish to spray,
They will tarnish it
And put you in this ‘fantabulous’ race!
You still want to move against this stream
By spreading out the dreamy feather,
Supersede the fallacy with your innocence
And tip your toe for big amazement in the devious weather?”