I keep writing about being different, being an iconoclast on this blog, since that is what I want to be. However, I realize that this may not be for everyone, so here I present the opposite point of view:
Why should I try to stand apart
And deal with the stress of being unique?
Why do I need to be considered smart
By way of how I do things or speak?
From the common path I can deviate
And alone I can carve my own way
I may get attention (?notoriety) immediate
Maybe there are others whose minds I can sway..
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The world, sadly, operates in such a way
That nothing ever comes to you for free
When you decide to be different, that day
You give up all peace of your mind instantly..
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The accumulated stress of expectation,
Of fear of failure, of abject loneliness,
The constant insecurity can lead to frustration
And sabotage the joy that should stem from success.
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Why, then, can I not merge with the crowd
Find safety in numbers, a conformist be
My life’s achievements may not make me proud
But I will have friends that identify with me.
Maybe the thorny path of ambition
Is not something that I am cut out for
Blending in with others gives me satisfaction
Mediocrity appeals to me, I shall stay obscure.
Passion...unbridled 