I scorn the white picket fence

With the big house and the obnoxious kids

If that is the American Dream then I shall remain

A non- Dreamer                

I wish to see the heights

Watch the falls

I live to see each day as an adventure

To hunt for the next thrill to soothe my soul

The idea of a big house

With children running freely concerns me

There is no happiness there for me

(But if there is for you

Then, please, feel free)

A place where I am locked down

Is not the freedom I yearn for

It was not my dream to hear the screams

Of grades and teachers all day

Rather, I need to see

To feel free

The only way to achieve that for me

Is to stay far away from the white picket fence

To see what the world has to offer

To reach, to adventure

And for that

I must scorn the white picket fence