Fear?
Who have we got to be afraid of?
Besides ourselves, perhaps
Who knows, who cares?
What is there to say
When it’s all been said?
And we realize
That down the wrong path we’ve been led
Pressure, pressure, pressure
Coming from here and there
What to wear, for whom to care
I think the world’s nuts
How about you?
Do you fit in along with the rest?
Or do you have what it takes
To do your own thing?
Who can define normal?
What is that?
Someone’s ideas, that’s all
If we can’t break free
That’ll be our fall
Conforming to someone’s conception of reality
Has never appealed to me in the least
If we can’t separate ourselves
We are prisoners of society
Merely pawns of a corporate world
Who cares not of those who cannot afford
The newest and latest
Rather it has many followers
Who may not realize it
But are rising and falling like a tide
With every fad, style and craze.
WHO WILL STAND OUT?
WHO WILL RISE ABOVE?
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