Why?
why is it that whenever i try to fly
try to become my own person
i am shunned
and thought a nuisance to
a not so perfect society
why do people care
about the brand of jeans i wear
or the kind of perfume i like
when all that they should care about
is if i treat them right
and if i am kind and i stand up for them
when during there time of need
i can be a savior, companion
or i could hurt you
make you cry
make you bleed
you decide
i could help you
or kill you
Copyright © Dani Sousa | Year Posted 2010
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