How would it be, If the sky was black and the land was white? Would it still be a beautiful abode, With us living in no light?
What would it be like, To have water to breathe and air to eat? Uneasy as it feels to me, Would it be possible to walk without our feet?
How would it be, If the fishes walked and birds swam? Bizarre to think of it, But what if its milk coming out of a dam?
What would it be like, If the animals talked and humans chirped? With ants roaring and whales barking, Also ghastly if trees just slurped!
What if it only snowed forever, And sun would never shine bright? Could you ever live like this, where misfit surrounded every sight?
There's misfit, all around us,
It doesn't exist if we don't see, it does if we do. Misfit is beautiful; think about it, Instead of walking, what if you flew?
Similar is our happiness, a perfect misfit, May be easy for some while others overcome the dungeons of despair. 'Tis reality, demands no judgement of ours, Since all of us have our own baggage to share!
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