There was a rumbling in the bush. I think I saw a shadow
Now beginning to wonder if it is an ambush, But no it was a meadow
A land full of greenery, Flowers and birds keep flying.
And it is a beautiful scenery, The rules of pessimism I am defying
My worries, my despair quickly part away
But I wake up to a stare, That turns it all to grey
The world tells me what is right, and hates me for being me
But no today I will fight, and be myself for everyone to see
The meadow won’t be just a dream, I can make it my own life
This hope and want will overpower my screams, and finally I will thrive
Why let someone define my dreams, why let cynics lead the way ?
Because now I know that in the end, It’s how you lived life that’ll stay
Ah! This meadow opened my eyes, Now I won’t be confined
After giving this test of steel and fire, I am learning to refine
The door was always wide open, It was I who didn’t see
That life is not just what it is, it is how it should be !
From the website: The Pleasures of Anomaly by Khushi M
Photographer: Martina Nicolls
MARTINA NICOLLS – MartinaNicollsWebsite