Up where they walk, up where they run Up where they stay all day in the sun Wanderin' free - wish I could be Part of that world*
Up where they run, and fall clumsily down Up where they stay and get burned in the sun Are they really free, do you really wish to be Part of our world?
Do you want to trade your life away? To be like the cool kids? Squish down your individualism Give up what makes you you? just to be Part of our world?
Lose yourself completely think with the group, not by yourself Give up your own unique style for fit and trendy clothes. Give up your old friends, for all the popular crowds Just to be Part of our world?
Don't be silly don't be a fool Don't give up you! You can still be part of our world
Just by being you!
The 4th poem in my poetry book "Shattered Fairy Tales"