I would really always challenge what they call 'the norm' and really try to break loose from that mindnumbing shape or form; Yes! Im talking about the mould in which the were cast, i would really move my freaking butt and get out of there like in really fast. Do you understand how deep my dilemma goes? And in avery aspect of my miserable fucking life it shows. So it takes me right back to the fucking start of all this shit, to be honest...it doesn't make sense: not one bit? So where the fuck do i go from here? Is it really be normality that i so hectically fear?
"I don't need no arms around me. And I dont need no drugs to calm me. I have seen the writing on the wall. Don't think I need anything at all. No! Don't think I'll need anything at all. All in all it was all just bricks in the wall. All in all you were all just bricks in the wall."
Pink Floyd - Another brick in the wall