Horses run wild
people are sheep
they are a group of beings
that follow each other around
they dress the same
act the same
speak the same
but every once in a while
there is a horse among them
a wild horse that sprints
and runs freely then others
I am the horse, the "wild one" among the bunch
because I am an individual
I do my own thing and people are afraid because I might change the thing that come so easy to them
I am one that knows how it feels
I am my own person
I have my own thoughts
I am labeled as the outcast
to quickly before they
get to know me
but I know I am better
because I paved my own way
i am labeled as the outcast
to quickly before they
get to know me
but i know i am better
because i paved my own way
