Poor Unfortunate Souls

Don't walk up those stairs
Take your foot, and climb the rail
That narrow pipe that separates everything
May it be life or death
Abiding by the system
Versus living as a frivolous outcast
Someone who embraces abnormality
And faces rejection with a smile
Because, with how we are expected
To act, to live, to think
A simple taste of absurdity
Is all that is really required
To live a happy life
To remain between the bars of the cage
While watching everyone else deny it's existence
And fight among themselves within it
Those poor unfortunate souls