StoryTimeWithJerry

I am good at writing fiction but non-fiction is hard

I don't want to let you go
          But I know that I was never your other half
          You fly with the angels now
          On the wings of freedom
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          Tribute for Marco

When the bow hits the strings we make music 
          At the beginning we squeak and sound terrible
          but after a while we tune it to sound perfect 
          The order we play the strings is unique 
          SO WHAT DOES YOUR MUSIC SOUND  LIKE

I curl up on my bed sometimes and think WHAT IF I DID SOMETHING DIFFERENT.
          Because if we wanted to all of us could become a war machine capable of killing hundreds.
          But we don't
          We hold back because there are good people out there that can stop us
          Either by creating rules or holding a gun and using force to stop us
          We hate them even though they save countless people
          All because they did something that looked wrong
          They stop people from getting hurt 
          But we get mad at them because they hurt someone
          So do you hate them or love them?

Undertale taught me to stay Determined
          and Persevere. Sometimes  Kindness can go a long way but you must have the Patience to see it to the end. And that you need Bravery to give someone who needs help Justice. And to be known as some one with Integrity.

If you hate me that's fine
          If you find me weird that's okay
          I am not defined by your labels
          My life is mine to live, not yours to decide
          CAUSE I AM NOT A PUPPET
          This world is cruel to people like me
          But I try to blaze a path for myself
          So label me all you want 
          I don't care anymore.

You know that girl you called fat? She's starving herself. You know that man you made fun of for having burns? He rushed into a hospital to save his dead daughter. You know that boy you called lame? He has cancer. You know that girl you made fun of for crying? Her mom is dying. That girl you called a baby? She was raped by her uncle. That boy you called a freak? His own family planned to kill him. That boy you laughed at for having stitches? His own brother, and his best friend, tried to kill him. That girl you made fun of for wearing a wig? She was burned alive by the boy she liked. Those two guys you talked about for hiding their faces, saying they're 'ugly'? They were forced to kill their friends.

We are made of gold.
          Everyone a unique statue.
          But all of us have cracks and scratches.
          Even though we try to patch then up they still show.
          Why does it matter?
          No one is perfect.
          Why try to hide your cracks.
          Be different from everybody else.
          We are all made of gold.
          So why not show the world what you can do.

Wheeeeee

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