Opposites

Doodle credits: myself 😛

I danced in the dark and called myself a rebel.
I hid in plain sight, waiting for the night.
It’s all wrong, whatever we’re taught.
It’ll never be right, we still do.
Those that move to the music of the morning are slaves to a routine.
Those that chased the stars had nothing but dreams.
There is time, there are places;
There is light, then its absence.
Whatever happens, happens
Whoever lives, dies.
Every rebel, every slave
Every routine,
Every life.