The views of a Young Director-To-Be

All Reals I want to learn to love. I want to run away. From the conformations, And from the statistics, That make our lives lonely. They tell us we are special, They tell us they want us to be different, But through it all, They only reward one type of "special". Our lives are controlled by a single system, That jumbles us together, So that we become one, And then we are lost. All I want is to live my life! And they try to make me conform, But I don't care what they think! I know who I am! That is something they cant change. I am me. I am real.