Who are they to tell me that I am wrong

I quickly rise to the sound of birds yelling

boom!

bam!

bop!

 

watch out for him, he always gets me

run they say

RUN!!

swiftly i run away as far as I stumble over the room

quack

the duck doesnt know

he dosnet know

i jump into the screen

away from my family

back in the fire

melodys are sung

fame is taken upon me

i am what i am

who I am

where i will be

home is where i feel at home

back from all of this 

i arise

who are they to tell me i am wrong.

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