Be A RebelA Poem by ChrisLife was never meant to be fair. So how does it feel to know, those around you rarely care? You cannot distinguish friend from foe.
So instead you keep quiet. Speaking in low tones, not wanting to fuel a riot. Looking past your broken bones.
Stand up for yourself! You have no need for their crutches. Stop living a life of stealth! Move away from your past grudges.
A life is what you crave. A life is what you shall gain. To your secrecy you were a slave. Now you can live without pain.
So move on now young one! You need to stop being so cold. Go and have yourself some fun, the time has come to be bold!
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Added on May 18, 2011Last Updated on May 18, 2011 |

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