Whimsical Wild Thoughts in Zaandam &Volendam

Always the peculiar child that carries too much sadness and imagination.
Torn between the choice of breaking free or trying to assimilate.
Swimming in a pool of messy ideas, in a perpetual state of stalemate with the world.
Taking on your many alter egos. What creatures are we?

I don't know the answer to everything,
I haven't lived that long, nor can I claim I am the sagacious sort.
But I sure as hell know this:

In a world that demands too much from us,  I am a chameleon.
What you see could be an act, a facade, a trick of the eye or a glitch.
What you get is one in a million versions of me that exists simultaneously in this universe.
I didn't choose to be like this, I was shaped and formed by the very thing that influenced and labeled us into who we are --- our society.
The many alter egos are the solutions I conjured up to remain true to myself.

A creature that loves the sunshine but belongs to the night,
A young mind within an old soul.
A brand new car without the break.
An exciting party anthem and a sad, sad song. 
The fountain of hope and a shipwreck beyond saving.

I am only truly alive when I am all of those things combined.
Are you hallucinating? Am I losing my last shred of sanity? Maybe it's both.
Now I dare you to show me yours.