PILLOW SPEAK: REBEL

Amazing.

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You’re crazy,
You’re a misfit,
You’re a trouble maker
You’re a rebel!
You’re a round peg in a square hole…
You see things differently
You’re not fond of rules
And you have no respect for the status quo

You can be praised
Disagreed with
Quoted,
Misquoted,
Believed
Disbelieved
Glorified
Vilified…
But you cannot be ignored!
You change things!

You are pushy without being a bully
You are flawed and absolutely perfect
You curse like a sailor!
And say please, excuse me… like a saint…
You are immensely flawed, but absolutely perfect!

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