Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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Rating: ★4.5
We’re walking on fire, thinking we won’t get burned, we’re walking on thin threads, thinking we won’t get hurt. We’ll rebel against everything you tell us to do, cuz in the back of our minds we swear “I’ll never be like you”
Gunna break all the rules, gunna act like we’re oh so cool, gunna run, run away, so you can’t judge us, or tell us not today, doesn’t matter anyway.
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7/26/2025 2:51:52 AM # 1.0.0
I think my mother would really appreciate this poem. And I love how any teenager (or anyone with parents) can read this and know exactly who the subject and speaker are without it being stated. I'm probably one of the last people you will see reaching out for my mother's hand, but, though I hate to admit it I do actually depend on and need her....... for the time being lol. Very well done,9.5 for a universally relatable subject