Blend (199/365)

You won’t become an outlier
Buying the shine off a star
Be satisfied on your path
Recognize what fits
Sometimes our simple lives
Look empty from the inside
But you are not the one stirring your pot
The master chef decides when you are seasoned
You can scream like the lobster
Wither like greens
Escape and burn like steam
Or you can give of yourself and blend in beautifully
Satisfying all who partake
And bringing pride to your name