I'd like to paint myself
Into a clear blue oblivion
Where the earth meets the sky,
And everything's forever,
And everybody's free
To be who they want to be,
Regardless of their age,
Religion,race,or gender.
And wish I could create a world
Where only outcasts are allowed,
And everyone else needs a special invitation
Or a ticket.
And,for once,we'd be on the inside looking out,
And they'd be outside looking in,
Staring at us through a hole in the wall,
Like we're some kind of art exhibit...
Much like they do now,
Except they'd be looking up,
Instead of looking down.
They'd be like,"Who's that girl
With the funny purple hair,
I wish I could be like her.
Maybe I should dye mine blue",
Or "I wonder how long it takes
To learn to walk
In 5-inch platform shoes?".
Yes,this would be a perfect place.
Too bad it's just a dream.
But picture this...a world that's beautiful,
And picture this...a world that's free.
I've just pictured it! I'll keep that picture in my memory! If got time please read my stuff & listen to my music! Thank U in advance!
It's been said that the outcasts are the "cornerstone"...nice treatment of this age old subject.