I think that it is easy to forget to love your life. We get trapped in these ideas that we need to go to school and get an education or/and a job to support ourselves and our families. While I'm not against this, I think that these things can sometimes take away from true passions. These passions may be forgotten, because they supposedly aren't realistic. "Don't try to be a musician! There's a million people trying to do that!" Yes, and none of those people are me.
Growing up, I always felt like the odd one out of a group. To this day, I don't generally fit in groups. I can get along with various types of people, but they do not normally associate with each other. If not for being just plain weird, I was made fun of for how I looked, my shyness, etc.
Eventually, I began to use my words to fight back. I also started writing in high school. I went through many different phases, from tough guy rapper to suicidal teen, and moving forward to where I am at today. Writing was a way for me to vent, to feel like I'm worth something, and to force me to think about whatever topic I was writing about.
Today, I write for the same reasons, but also to get others to see a new perspective as well as myself. This tends to be true even in my more silly songs, if you listen closely. I try to touch on concepts, whether reality or abstract, that we face every day. And now, I am learning to harness that weirdness that people had previously scorned me for.
Burning your perception, changing how you see things. May seem sinful to some, but you should analyze for yourself.