I Will Stand Firm
by Bria

Sometimes I don't understand this world

You try to tell what kind of person I am,

But who are you to tell me what I feel in my heart?

You do not know me

You have never met me

And yet you try to tell me who I am and what I believe.

How can you possibly think you have the right to do so?

You do not know the pain that exists within my heart

The things have kept me awake, crying into the night

You do not know the joys I have experienced

The ones that I will always look back on in happiness.

I prescribe to the theory of what goes around comes around

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you

I treat people with respect, and hope for the same in return.

Sadly that is often not the case

No matter though, I am content in knowing where I stand

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