You Begin...

to realize, not all that you see,
Is good, or healthy, or best as can be.
This thing that's awakened,
called passion for some,
Has ousted you from the norms of society
And into the sun.
The fire burns and threatens to consume,
And nothing around seems like it'll do.
Till a fellow sun-dweller comes through and finds you,
you're doomed to deal with ignorance
and naysayers too.