
I don't need your pity or your compassion. They are useless to me.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Poetry - Words: 132 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 4 - Published: 10-09-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3064362
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You Needn't Stand With Me
It was never my battle,
But I fought anyway.
I rebelled.
I did what I thought was right
Whilst the others just stood by.
I alone had the courage to say
"This is wrong."
"This isn't the way it should be."
They saw it too, but they remained
Silent.
They said nothing,
Nothing.
I knew what they were thinking:
"She's stupid."
"She's insane."
"She must have a death wish."
And maybe I was.
And maybe I did.
But I'd rather die fighting, loving,
Burning in the flames of hell,
And knowing I did right,
Than to live a long life
In utter silence.
Knowing I could have made
A difference.
At least I might stand a chance
Of finding peace in Hell.
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