I don’t crave the ordinary, the average, the plain,
The mundane, the usual, they drive me insane.
I’m drawn to the edges, the things they call taboo,
To love that’s forbidden, to passions that brew.

A life that’s exciting, not stuck in a rut,
I need the unexpected, the thrill in the cut.
I’m not tied down by what they all say,
No marriage, no norms, no rules that weigh.

I’m glad I’m not bound by tradition’s tight grip,
I’ve sailed far from that sinking ship.
The world may label me wild, strange, or insane,
But I find beauty in breaking the chain.

I’d never have an affair, that’s not my style,
But I admire the boldness, the daring, the guile.
Marilyn Monroe, a woman untamed,
She lived outside rules, her own name reclaimed.

I don’t need the ordinary, the plain, or the same,
I crave something different, I live without shame.
In my own space, I’m free and I roam,
Not trapped by the normal, I’ve made my own home.

So let them call me what they will,
I’m not chasing the ordinary, I’m chasing the thrill.
I’m not bound by their rules, their eyes, their views,
I’ll keep living loud, with nothing to lose.