REBEL

I sit in front of this page
And write out my worry
The words all seem to come out in a hurry
For they've been on my mind for quite some time
And if they are spoken out loud, I'll be committing a crime

For they are words of hate
They seem to have bad fate
Or maybe, they are words of guilt
Just growing while the number of days have built

And they are trying to climb over this wall
Not knowing the consequences at all

I write on this page
Filled with rage
About the thoughts and words against me
I too am human, I too am free
But I've been shackled up by fear
No one is willing to hear
I speak, but no words come out
I scream! I try to shout
But it's all an epic fail

And so I write on this page
Hoping that people will read
My thoughts? They have now been freed
For they adorn this page like gold
Not caring about the fact that they will get old

I am a rebel, not willing to speak
Yet I write, I write for the weak
For those who have no voice
For those who made that choice
To save their words for those who care
Who choose to embrace this world unfair

I am a rebel, but worry not
For I will never get caught