Fire In My Soul

You tell me to grow my hair out again, because you like it better that way

You tell me to stop wearing pink because it makes me look like a child

You tell me to put down the book I’m reading because your pleasure is more important than my mind

What if I told you that the choppiness of my locks sparks my thoughts to freedom

What if I told you the color pink ignites my soul to flames

What if I told you I was not made to cater to your needs but to my own

I was not born with fire in my heart and passion in my soul to be mediocre

I refuse to burn out; so I think I must say goodbye.

By: Amelia Pratt

Age: 19

Wa

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