To Be Heard

June 18, 2014

Hiding behind a mask called society

Cruel, ignorant, real

Unfair you say

Stop complaining

Self made excuses

Societial rules are not testing you

The real test is

To grow into your true self

Or to be told who to be

They are are all just choices

Every day ones you see

So who you are isn't up to me

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