You can pick your leaders, you can choose the crowds you mingle in. And when they laugh and cheer at death, and righteously puff their chests at things that should cause us all shame, you can ask yourself what you are doing with them.
Do you ever wish people would just shut up at funerals?
What is the good advice you are afraid to be told?
Have you ever given yourself up to a long shot of a cause?
Do you know anyone who lives as though always wishing?
Some people will just never see what you are getting at, especially if you use the ultraviolet spectrum.
So I finally told myself, to hell with it. Being normal is a lot of effort and highly over-rated.
How badly did you want it to be true? Enough to live your whole life, doubting?
Has the sex usually been better when it was still secret and wrong?
Have you ever known you wanted to be with someone, and also known that it was completely crazy?
