They tell you to follow the worn path. To fit the mold.
They say that to be "crooked" is to be flawed.
But their path is a cage. Perfection is an illusion.
We embrace the fractures and the parts that don’t fit.
We find our way in the shadows.
To be a Crooked Soul is to be authentic in a world of copies.
It is to find your light, not in the sun, but in the glow within.
Let them keep their maps. We will forge our own path.
We will deviate. We will get lost. We will find ourselves.
The world demands conformity.
Be the one who defies.
