Everyday I go the same way I don't sway far from the footpath Cause I'm afraid to be led astray I don't need to do the maths to know I'm not a psychopath in this thinking but I do have an inkling that maybe I am sociopath because I go the same way everyday just to stay sane. It's hard to explain this disdain for anything different to the stinking mundane that is my life. I desperately try to sustain it by going out of my way to contain and control everything to obtain order. So there is nothing new Everything here the same. like some sort of lame game that's to blame because I'm ashamed to say that I'm addicted to it. A convict in my own brain Beginning ****** battles Bish! Bash! Bosh! Trying to be evicted cause I'm conflicted I resent being restricted but I'm twisted and wouldn't know what to do if I got out it's not just mere bout with self doubt about being scared from swaying from the footpaths No it's not being scared it's about disappointment I'm too acquainted with my own containment Of the same that if I was to compare my way to another I'd be full of despair I'm not prepared to juxtapose anything But I suppose that's normal it's not insane thinking. This inkling I've had is humane, human nature. so I proposed that the only way to change and end my affliction is to expose myself to the abnormal without being so formal. The simple act stepping outside out of my comfort zone away from the dull drone is the start with a little effort I can look at life through my rose-tinted glasses La vie en rose! engross with all things new everything that is composed of this Earth, is now worth so much to me I'm no longer afraid to compare I loudly and proudly proclaim that I do not take the same way everyday sometimes I sway from the mundane cause I've ordained my self as a free man. brand new me, who's not scared to see or be or even peruse the new. This pure philosophy is the cure and is now imbued in my soul. So on that overdue cue, I bid you adieu