Maybe, Just Maybe

Maybe I have all of these thoughts for a reason. Maybe they aren't for nothing. I always felt crazy about my ideas, but maybe I'm not so crazy. Maybe they are the crazy ones and the jokes on us because we believed them. We believed them when they told us we were wrong and told us we had no right to move on. No. You must stay in the past and watch your life run out like an hour glass while you try to fit into the standards of society where you are not allowed to be free. No. You must stay in this fucking fish bowl of a a world where we are all just swimming around aimlessly with no heads. I'd rather be dead.