Freedom in Fool's Paradise

I dare to listen to my heart

I dare to dream

I dare to strive to make those dreams a reality

I dare to fight my way through inane obstacles

I dare to defy

I dare to stand up for my rights

I dare to make my own tules

I dare to voice my opinion

I dare to be honest

I dare to be loud and uninhibited

I dare to maintain a dignified silence 

I dare to laugh in the face of trying times

I dare to be me

I dare to shed tears when I am sad

I dare to share my mirth with those who stand by me

I dare to love myself when no one else does

I dare to fall in love

I dare to give my heart away

I dare to relive memories that warm my heart

I dare to relive memories that singe me

Like a moth to the flame I dare to stare doom in the eyes

With some longing, some lust and that slowly awakening passion

Does this make me stupid, cowardly, unrealistic, emotionally weak, crazy?

Am I anti-social, promiscuous, insolent, obstinate, narcissist, hedonistic?

Would you call me stubborn, arrogant, abnormal, cold, immature?

If you think I am living in a fool's paradise for being who I am, then so be it. 

FOR I DARE TO BE FREE