falling falling falling
i try to get to my feet
but you're pushing pushing pushing
so i fall back on the street
what's this all about?
is this the very end?
because my legs are giving out
and my knees have begun to bend
i find the strength i never knew i had
the attacker stands down
i feel better, even glad
i no longer need to frown
they tried to keep me low
they tried to keep me upset
like i wasn't worth the time to know
well, this is what they get
you see, i don't rise because i have to
or rise because i'm told
i rise because i want to
i rise because i'm bold
so whenever you feel sad
remember who you are
remember who is really bad
remember you're the star
when you see someone on the ground
lend a helping hand
all is better when we help those around
because we all play a part in this life known as a band
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I'm very rhyme-y this week haha. I'm not quite sure I like this one, but oh well. How was everyone's summer? It's so sad that is had to end, but hopefully you all had a good one! I plan on updating more on here, but I'll have plans this Labor Day weekend and I have school all of the other days, but I'll still try to update around every other day.
More news that none of you care about... I was invited to go to Italy Sicily, and Greece next summer, but I have to raise a buttload of money, so nothing is confirmed yet.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 200+ READS I LOVE YOU ALL YOU GUYS (and gals) ARE AMAZING THANK YOU!!
xox Zoe
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