I am the Black Sheep

I am the black sheep

Lord do you hear me beckoning

As I am foolishly striving to be

what they deem A normality

 in a world oversaturated with insanity

Still I am the black sheep

As strange as can be

I am the black sheep

Not able to mesh even with my family

With lyrical beauty and

dreams that set me free

I forever remain a mystery

To many that witness me

I am the black sheep

As strange as can be

I am the black sheep

Crying from my lonely days

Why can’t they give me a say

Left astray because I dared

To go against the grain

The world may never see

For I am the black sheep

As strange as can be

 I am the black sheep

Craving a semblance

 of understanding amongst 

a world set on conformity

you may label me crazy

 if you truly must but trust 

that unorthodox is my being

the world can label me in this life of sin

the black sheep until the very end

George "Nick" Ade' Poet © 2011