My Mind
My name means little pebble.
I'm as stubborn as a rock.
I hate being a rebel.
but I like my crazy socks.
My friends think I am scary
but because I speak my mind.
My passion is fiery
but I can be a bit blind.
You can find me in my thoughts
Almost any day a week
Because the world that I sought
makes this one feel much too bleak.
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