MyRock
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What I wouldn't give to be heard. The people that surround me treat me like a bird.
Yes I can fly and chirp, but all that will never be what they're worth.
Help make my world come to a halt.
Solid, you held me when I fought.
Even when all is deemed my fault,
keep the world whole when it seems wrought.
And though taken with a grain of salt,
At school the other day, I was asked not to pray.
It rocked me and shocked me. What could I say?
I am but a student that is meant to obey.
But did they have the right to ask me not to pray?
Someone I admire
Would be my mother
With her dark brown hair
She is never without a care
Her eyes so hazel and bright
She is my shining light
She’s always around
To help me when I’m down
