The Oppressor ,The Rebel and The War.

The anger boils within my blood, run through, my veins and pumps through my heart. I have reached my max i will not take anymore am not five and i will not be treated as such . I have done everything i was asked to do, i am obedient and kind ,but yet they keep me trapped here like a dog in a cage. I dont go out and lime with friends because they dont wish it i only try to a good child but not anymore i have my own life and i will fight for my rights as long as there is breath in my lungs. I will no longer submit to the opressor i will no longer allow other ppl to control the path i take the where, the how. I will be and only me, nothing more, nothing less what u see is what u get so under stand that “my beloved parents”