We don't do things because everyone else is doing them,
For us its not about impressing the crowd,
We seem odd and people wonder if its all pretence but that's who we are,
We were not meant to fit in but to stand out,
We have our own principles to live by,
We don't follow the crowd because we love to think for ourselves,
We're proud of being unique,
We love it and we have embraced it.
We don't care who judges us for it because that's who we are,
We are the **misfits

Living like everything is all right,
Accepting the wrong as the norm,
Being controlled by beings with no good principles,
Life under total moral decay,
Very saddening,
But we as individuals can make a difference by starting with ourselves,living rightly hence inspiring others,
Nothing is too small to be rewarded with great results.

Have you ever noticed the coloured dust on a butterfly's wings
Or are you too busy running after money and things
Have you heard the crunch of fall leaves under your boot
Or are you too rich to be going anywhere on foot
If you have lived on earth for any time at all
and yet have no time to observe the magic of the world
Wake up, wake up, and fall in love again
the beauty of our planet is a finite thing

Have you ever felt the spark in a lover's touch
or is your time too precious for love and such
Have you ever felt pampered in nature's lap
or do you have every luxury pouring out of a tap
Is your idea of comfort a day in the spa
Or have you ever seen the magic in a little girl's laugh
Do you feel sheltered under a concrete roof
or have you ever fallen asleep in that magical tree shade?

Wake up, wake up dear friend, and see the world anew
Look at yourself again in the fresh morning dew
Open your mind to the wonders of our world
and let's make our Earth a paradise once again.

Sometimes I sit back to think,
I get so caught up in my thoughts that I forget to blink,
The love you have for me puzzles me,
You sent your only Son to die just so I could be free,
Its hard to fathom such kind of grace,
I feel sad to know that despite all that my head is still in a mess,
I pray that you clear my mind,
Before I go entirely blind,
Blind to the things I need to see with spiritual eyes,
Because I'm now getting tired of all the seemingly real lies.