Becoming A Rebel Child

Becoming A Rebel Child

A Poem by Chesney W.

Supposedly brought up 'good'.

Learned right from wrong as I should.

 

But this s**t's getting old.

And my hearts growing cold.

 

I hear a new voice saying, "Do it, do it".

I listen and don't dare to throw a fit.

 

I'm starting to hang with a new crew.

And my feelings are starting to brew.

 

I do different things than I'm used to.

Throwing stuff away like it's tofu.

 

I'm slowly Becoming A Rebel Child.

Living young, free, and wild.

© 2012 Chesney W.


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amazing and true lol gotta love the rebel life love ya


Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

being a rebel is not just something you choose, its a way of living
I'm Just me:)

12 Years Ago

okay??
Not bad. The rhymes are a little remedial and you get repetitive with the 'starting' but overall I like the flow and feel of it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

thank you

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Chesney W.
Chesney W.

Grove Hill, AL



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Hello, I'm Chesney Wilkerson. I'm 22 and happily married to my best friend. Most of the writings here are stuff from high school, so ignore the immaturity of it all. I went through quite a lot while I.. more..

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