A song for the ultra-compulsive

-You can break your back to fit in
-You can try to escape by building fantasy worlds
-Ultimately you can't escape anything you're handed.
 

But my fate was different as I pictured it. I would yet escape, even if only for a day, into the sunny beachwood bliss of a place I called home. 

But  I don't want my kids to be branded and insulated within a certain section of the population.