I saw this the other day...  And it got me thinking... "They called you the black sheep... Not because you were wrong - but because you were different. While the herd followed the path without question, you paused, looked up, listened to the wind and thought "There must be another way". The black sheep doesn't blend in.  Not because they can't, but because they won't. They've seen to many cliffs disguised as traditions... Too many caged labelled "normal". So they step out... Alone...