mindless

as i walked through the crowded hallways i carved a pathway for myself, a straight line through the sea of people. the sound of their endless, pointless chatter filled my ears, yet i wouldn't let it fill my heart of soul. they were so wrapped up in their own superficial lives that nothing bounced inside their protective bubbles- A bubble created to keep people like me out, people who saw things differently, walked to the beat of a different drum, i refused to join the crowd- to become the sheep they had all morphed into. Things to me couldn't be just this, there had to be more, more to this uncapitivating story that we had been scripted to play the roles of these mindless robots, cursed to walk this zombie road. Like i said i would not morphe, i would never be like them, never be normal- i was different to them, i had to be to survive...