“Its not that i don't fit in, i once conformed to learn it wasn't for me. I guess, its that, i don't want to.
We as a human race - are vastly growing toward the things that don't matter and the magic is slowly fading.
But somewhere amongst the masses, it'll be alive - you can thank the artists, poets, musicians, misfit and renegades for that.
The one wild spirit dancing in between the mess,
Of past and present and all that has become seemingly depressed.”