The White Sheep:

The grazing darkened sheep,
Laid calmly in the pasture,
Feeding on the dewy grass,
Walking over any other culture,

The white sheep was alone,
Different from the rest,
It wouldn't be the worst,
Yet far from the very best,

It'd walk aimlessly throughout the meadow,
Following the others as they go,
It's life torrid as can be,
But it wouldn't let the others know,

It veered off one day,
Finding it's life to be full of bliss,
So it thought tough and hard,
What could be more simpler than this?