
It's all in the poem
Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 150 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-25-06 - id: 2120245
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I cross the lines, where no has been,
Others have a limit, but I'm just a teen.
I can scowl, I can glower
I can pout, and I can glare.
Nobody will try to scold me, they wouldn't dare.
I live my life the way I want to, I live my life the way I can
Every day I keep on being, living, living…mistake after mistake
Each simple wrong fills me with joyous glee, they are mine to make.
My life is my own; I set the course, the way, the tone
So fuck authority, I reign on the rebel's throne.
To hell with all the torturous agonising,
To hell with all the random thoughts,
No way to analyse my mind…
I like to watch them flounder as they try
They shouldn't even give a shit.
And I am unique, just one of a kind.
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