my way

I see how the world works wrong

I stand here in fear of losing my mind

I stand here nervously wondering must I comply

I stand here in sadness of how people hopelessly live in vain

Must I comply or chose a path of my vision

Should I comply or  live

But must I do my will I shall do it carefully

So I do what I chose to do and yet stand tall

But may be its asking too much to please all

May be its selfish and in peril just to please one self

May be a bit of both and slowly to one way

my way