I was replying to a PM when this just sort of, happened. I...I don’t know why, but I like it.
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There will always be people that correct you, of that there’s no doubt.
But what will you do in return, will you hide or run or pout?
Or will you stand, and fight, and shout the the sky;
“Enough is enough, and I’ll tell you why!
You’re all a bunch of cowards, to scared to be you.
But I’ve had it with you’re crap, you hear me? I'm through!”
And the little people scoffed, and talked behind your back
But you shouldn’t listen, not unless they go on the attack.
If they do, berate you with hate,
Just tell them how sorry you are, of their lackluster fate.
A life judging others, surely that’s a chore.
At least you’ll know, you’re life’s not a bore.
So in the end, I guess, just take it from me
Life’s never easy, went your mind lives free.