I drink too much and love too fast. This life of mine's not meant to last. The world I seem to occupy will never see me eye to eye when rules which bound our fragile lives, leave us fractured, in disguise. But if I went a different path, and found some peace in all my wrath, could I escape into a realm where'd I'd be captain at the helm? Rid my soul of all the fear, that there is only order here.
Do not follow what they say and don't just live from day to day Fight away the nine to five and find what makes you feel alive. Be strange. Be weird. Go search for you. Climb the peaks and sail the blue. The high you'll feel is not unreal just emptiness you wish to heal.