I was surrounded by the rule breakers,
not evil, good young dare devils & risk-takers.
They chose & embraced even the poverty,
if it has to be, over the conformity.
They failed, with them I cried,
Unstoppable, they everyday lived & died.
They were not cowards, nor exceptions,
nor the braves, nor the chosen ones,
but were pricked by the notions,
“what if we follow our heart’s suggestions?!”.
They knew it wasn’t that simple,
They knew it wasn’t impossible,
They seek no glory, nor riches to be,
They walked this way, as if they were meant to be.
Through them I saw another world,
With no urge to impress even a bird,
They filled me yet with an appreciation for all,
as nothing was wrong or right after-all.
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