I am a vagabond and I invert within.

 

 

You wonder why I do this?

 

Seems with you I never win!

 

 

Is it a sin for me to have an original thought?

 

That was not brought about by your perspective in reality?

 

If you are the preacher, I must be the sheep,

 

Yet you must not know me to fathom this could be…

 

Though there are always exceptions,

 

This I cannot see.