The Do Not Fit In

In every village, city and town there are those who cannot seem to win The people known to many as the do not fit in Judged by their lack of material possessions, appearance and clothes Many put in their own pigeon hole one would have to suppose By judgmental people who are to be found everywhere There are many of them in the big World out there They do set the standard for us to live by And why we follow like sheep one has to wonder why Though their praises the gullible masses do never sing I do admire those who do their own thing Though of the social scene they will never be to the fore Since the standard set by the judgmental they do happily ignore To be different to the majority there is some price to pay This is how it is and how it will stay.