Outside the box you are separated,
Could be alone and unappreciated.
Not included in the package,
Left behind from the luggage.
The different, the crazy, the weird, or the loony.
‘You don’t belong here’ they may say.
‘You’re not one of us’ they may add.
All because you’re outside the box.
But oh, how lovely it is to be free~
Outside the box of misery.
The box of expectations telling you what you can’t do.
And demanding you to do what they want you to.
A genius or a loser, that’s what you might be,
Outside the box of mediocrity.
You get to choose which side you will be.
A genius or a loser, take your pick.
But still you can move on to find a new box.
It’s great to belong to the place where you wanna be.