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A Rebel


They say that I should follow the system and that I should follow the ways of the world. How I will be better off If i Just go with how society Is turning, that I should just do what everyone else falls in line to. But I say to them No. No to being what they all think I should be and No to not thinking about the choices I want to make. 

I am a rebel to society and the system I will not be controlled by how this world wants me to be. As a man I choose to take my walk with God through these rough days of life, as I look up to the sky and pray that my days on earth are both filled with faith, hope, strength, and most of all love. The pain that goes on in this world can change you with black layers of death and sin.

As it has been changing the colors of our society soul we stand still hoping that a strand of hope will come and transform our world and allow us all to have brighter days. I stand on my two feet firm with my fist in the air standing for something more than just what you see in the picture frame of reality, but standing for something that is both life changing and makes your soul tough.

I am a rebel for my future as I stay on what I want and don't lose focus of what my goals are. I stay on all ten toes and pray to the highest that I don't fall off as I keep my head high as I learn to never lose track of true sight and look beyond all that society has put in front of me.

I am a rebel.

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