I'm My Own Person, You are too

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1921 Grant St
United States
39° 44' 47.9508" N, 104° 59' 0.924" W

United we stand, or at least we did

until people who thought they owned our souls came in.

Now we're crumbling and falling to pieces.

The people who you thought cared laughed at all of us dead in our faces.

They all have cases and we know this is true, so i wonder how all those votes went through.

A true mystery indeed, but dont be blinded so...

open your eyes behind the lies, and really see the meaning of your true life.

Stop listening to petty liars, who you don't respect anyway.

United we will stand, no matter what they say.

We are in trouble now, but I know we can change our idiotic ways.

Love one another and tell others to do the same.

We are humans, we have rights.

Don't allow anyone to take them from you, they're yours to keep even when you don't wake up past the sun shining light.

 

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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