In the eyes of the traveller
the journey is more important than the destination
In the eyes of the follower
the traveller is his destination
Both walk down the same road
one with an idea in his head
the other with the "one" in his head

Am I the Traveller or the Follower?
Am I the one who is worldly and sensible
or the one who is bizarre and irrational
I may be anything, anyone, anywhere, anyway
I can wear the garb and act like you
or throw away the mask and be the essential
I'd still be who I am and not be who I was