Not It!A Poem by krbrittWhy are we so motivated to be the same? Can’t we spend that energy on something worthwhile? Something wonderful? Instead of trying to be differently similar Shutting ourselves into boxes Nailing down the lids ourselves, Giving ourselves No air No leg room. Our rebellions are strikingly alike. We are all too afraid to start something new Start afresh. So now what? Are we stuck in limbo? Frozen deer in headlights Waiting for someone Else To make the first move? Muscles tensed Prepared to follow Quiver at the thought of having to lead. Confused, calculated looks dart back and forth Trying too hard not to look vulnerable Not it! No one to volunteer? I can tell you one thing: It sure as heck won’t be me. © 2011 krbrittAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 9, 2011 Last Updated on May 16, 2011 AuthorkrbrittPAAboutI am fourteen years old, and i go to a catholic school in an undisclosed location. i love to write, and im the freak in my family for it; everyone else is or is going to be a math or science major. I.. more..Writing
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