Caos

Quick thoughts that I gradually follow
Is it strange for everyone to live like this?
I'm not lost, just moving
A full head of brains, a sign of talent?
Why live according to the norm when I can be myself?
It has become normal to hear this
I just follow the vibe and let it take me away

I can change, but everything will stay the same
Nothing new, just a copy of the current one
Lightness in my steps, for I carry no weight of the case
They say I laugh at chaos
That I don't stop to look back
But why try to stop the wind, if it always carries me to peace?