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Jan 2013
You let them walk over you,
And crush your dreams and
put you down.
You stood quietly in the back
row for so long.
You felt others pain and took it out on
yourself.
And you cried because you didn't know
what to do.
And all you could do was be there
In the back
I am tired of watching you
go thru this
Stop being the sad one
Stop holding back your views
Talk, Speak, Shout, YELL !
do something...
Don't tell me you are worried
or afraid
Don't say you can't be yourself
Be who you want to be!
Stop feeling this pressure
Just let it go already...
You feel sorry for yourself
I feel sorry for what your missing.
McKinna Bunch
Written by
McKinna Bunch
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   Harry J Baxter, L Smida and Jodi
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