Why can’t you be like me?
One of your own but with the same beliefs
Wouldn’t that make it so much easier?
They say diversity is what makes us unique
But who made the norms for diversity
To what extent can we be diverse?

We can’t possibly be here for no reason
Which means we have something to accomplish
Are we doing that?
Or is the world too emerged in it’s diversity to actually search
What it sees as important, is it really?

Who are we to know?
Who are we to make our own decisions without a care in the world about how it may affect others?

How can one know where to go if he doesn’t know his current location?
Sure life is a path
But what kind of path?

We only see what’s up close
Someone else sees the bigger picture and is trying to warn us about the huge rock ahead
Will you ignore the helping hand?

If so, why?
Because of arrogance?
Wanting to prove you can do it on your own like a foolish child would do?
Well, I took that hand
And if only you knew how I wish you would take it too
So I could love you freely, deeply and without restraint

But I guess it’s not that easy
And I can’t force you either
But still, I wish