All my life I was taught
Feelings come and go
As the rain and wind do show.

All my life I was taught
I must stand in line,
That it must stay as sturdy as the Rhine.

All my life I was taught
Rules are to be followed
As birds walk on a tree that has been hollowed.

But must we believe
What we have been taught
For I have for so long thought that not?

Must we believe
What they all preach
Or become new like waves on a beach?

Must we believe
That they stoop so low
Or be individual like a river’s flow?

I now believe
That I must indeed
Find something that the world does so need.