Standing to the side,
You tend to hide.
Try as you might,
You always land in their sight.
Pushed around,
You give ground.
But if you stand up,
And refuse to be a 'pup',
Then you can stand against the wave
And never again feel like you need a grave.
So take a stand,
Do what you want; like rock out to a band;
And know that you are you.
