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Don’t tell me what I can be  Cuz you don’t have a clue I won’t bother explaining-  Nah, this poem is not for you This poem is for the rebels With or without a cause The ones who have “too big” of dreams I beg you, take no pause Don’t listen when They tell you To focus, change your plans That there’s “more to it” than just Knowing Somehow, that you can Don’t listen to the haters  (Cuz that’s just what they are) Please, keep believing in your soul I KNOW you will go far Who are they to tell you What can or can’t be done? Who are they to lay the path And tell you where to run? They had their chance to do it And maybe their way works But so does yours, stick to your guns! Put YOUR heart’s guidance first! It doesn’t always make sense (In truth, it rarely will) But what you want, it wants you too Before, after, and still So when those voices pipe up, I pray you’ll pay no heed  Cuz God gave YOU ...

I’m more than a date I’m more than a fuck More than potential More than a quick buck  I don’t cease existing When you don’t need me  I have my own wants I have my own needs I am not your plaything  Don’t toss me away When it’s clear that “no” Is a word that I say If you can’t come to me With friendship, with care With more than just requests Then do not you dare Don’t you come at me With “pleases” and “why”s If that’s all you have for me Don’t waste my time But if you can see past  My body, my face To the soul inside me Then come, take your place ‘Cause friends I will welcome With arms open wide And I think you’ll like  Having me by your side So next time you’re thinking “She’d look nice in bed” I hope you’ll think back To the words that I’ve said: We are all PEOPLE; Not here just to please And if you think we are, YOU’RE part of the disease Journy