Don't

So long we pretend to be angels, we follow the rules and do what were told, 
we wouldn't dare break them bend them for fear of getting in trouble, 
So long we pretend to be normal our status the great opportune, 
to stray would be a blood bath sin but to follow is trapping not few, 
sinking to that level of normal to blend with the defining definition is murder to the person we are yet to become, 
to the life we shall soon live in, but to stray would be all darkness with light just in the horizon but to walk blinded is in bad position
for all who don't wish to strive, 
those who do will be followed
by those who wish to be lead
but for all who seek adventure will venture far ... far ahead