Hear this I say! The earth is flat and the lines are always black and white never see the grays walk the straight and narrow never color outside the lines never waver don't take your time to smell the roses. Walk on the high beam but don't look down and don't look back you will never get anywhere like that. The sky is your limit don't look to the stars daydreamers never get far. They see the beauty which we look past it blinds their sight and clouds their steps they constantly look beyond the blue and paint in colors we see through constantly faltering and looking back gaging the actions of their past learning from mistakes they have yet to make purely for the sake of stepping away from the path that we have made. Sure they smell the roses sweetest scent and gaze upon the most memorable of sunsets They touch the stars and sleep in clouds hear the music of the breeze and laugh out loud, but they also take the winding road, always at their pace because the twists and turns they embrace and in turn hold them back and that is their place they will never reach the social heights we can claim while they continue to daydream. So this to you I say: Better to travel on the straight road the brambles will only get in your way.