Rebel With a Cause
I refuse to be what you call normal,
To fit in with your jealousy, or bitterness
Your world is small, tangled in negativity and hate
I refuse to shrink to fit in.
You want me to bend, to belong,
Folding myself to match your rank
But I refuse,
I am bold, strong, born to burn bright, not to bow,
To stand tall and never trade my truth
Call me rebellious if you want
I call it freedom.
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