lionsrule500

All people are anonymous. Shape, Name, Color, It's all arbitrary. But then again There are those of us who speak out Those of us who are tired of gray areas The unknown factor of their being Becomes their worst nightmares Let them be the color, shape, and name Of their choosing. But don't let their vibrancy Their superiority in knowing their value Upset your anonymity. Be the unknown, quiet, person you are Don't get mixed with the crowd Don't let them coerce you into thinking Find your own anonymous corner And sit there Watch the colors, shapes, and names dance. Watch them form patterns, Creations, Legends. Just sit there Anonymous. Unwilling to enjoy the wonders brought before you.