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Trapped For Who I Am
Why am I trapped?
What happened to equality?
Aren't we all the same?
Why must I hide who I am?
Just because I am different?
So be it, I am different.
I am a witch and condemned,
According to society.
So be it, I am who I am,
I won't change to please you.
I won't change to be accepted.
I just won't change.
I am who I am, and thats all I am.
I do cast magic, I do chant.
I have my wands, and my Book of Shadows.
I am a witch and proud of it.
I have been comdemned for who I am,
And I would not have it,
Any other way.
Push me, hurt me, try to destroy me,
And I won't change.
This is my life, this is who I am,
I am a witch and if I must,
Live condemned to myself alone,
Then so be it, I am blessed,
By the God and Goddess, if you
Can't accept that then so be it,
I will live alone living my life,
For I Am A WITCH!
Unknown "Reiiel" Ferocious
- 16 years, 9 months, 3 days ago