QUIET RIOT
Can you hear me can you see me?
Well I don’t care no more!
Cause im gonna scream and shout till there’s nothing left ya!
If you heard me talking to you, you’d know that I really care.
But no more ifs and buts cause…
Im done…
Let’s scream!
“Let’s Start a Riot!”
Im just that girl… in the hall you see every day.
Well I say.
I am a quiet Riot!
I scream and dance im Emo im Goth.
I don’t even care!
Scream!!
I think I’ve got every thing I’ve always wanted.
Now im living the dream…
I got all the friends I’ve always wanted and living the dream.
Just scream!
I want to let out the anger let out the mean let the stuff inside of me.
Everything comes fast so fast.
I wanna learn to drive.
Love is an enemy of mine but it always wins.
NOW IM JUST A RIOT!!
“Were gonna start a riot.”
(Guitar solo)
Let’s roll.
Bria Gibson:
When I look in the mirror I see someone exhausted, sad, but also happy, and beautiful.
It’s hard to keep up with what I say because it fast without fast, it’s easy too see why I have tons of friends. Kate is like my other mother she listens too me and tells how she feels no matter what that feeling is. Crystal (Cici) is like my big sister she knows things I’ve never told anyone. Sometimes the things I do are very peculiar when I get older im getting a tattoo of a on my cheek, so I can tell the world crying doesn’t stop even if the tears do, even if your not crying someone’s crying for you. Someone may say they know your disability but they never will, because unless you told them they wouldn’t know it, so you wouldn’t have to start heaving, crying, looking around and up at the world like why are you doing this to me? It’s hard to understand why someone does this to you. My eyes have sleep lines (bags) im only ten and im always stressed out my smile is in all my pictures but for once I wanna frown, frown because then people would know im not really as happy as I seem sometimes. Look at yourself in the mirror and see not see actually hear, discover, look into your heart see who you actually are it might help you someday. When you look in the mirror are you a
Jock?
Goth?
Emo?
Cheerleader?
Loner?
Or just you?
It is hard to tell who you are. You can be a cheerleader who writes poetry and hates life, and a Emo who wants to join the cheer squad.
Just know whoever and whatever you are! You are beautiful/handsome and no matter how you like you are on the inside, never forget that, inspire people, use your voice, if you are mute your hands, just remember you are important to life a we know it. One day I looked in the mirror and thought to myself, ‘”Who is that”, I know now that I have to break my habit of forgetting and make it one of remembering.
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