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May 2015
Who do you think you are to judge my ways?
Who do you think you are to judge the way I spend my days?
I will always be me,
you cannot change that.
I will always be free,
you cannot hold me back.
So, get on with your life,
stop trying to control mine,
and together, we’ll end this strife.
There was a time when my parents were pressuring me with certain things. I guess I wrote this around that time.
Zane Stotts
Written by
Zane Stotts  Cherokee, TX
(Cherokee, TX)   
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     Sam, ---, LycanTheThrope and Zane Stotts
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