All the People

To all the people who get me down, and piss me off for being an individual.

This poem is dedicated to the people.

All the people who try to hold you back, 

the people that tell you how to live,

people that tell you how to dress,

people that tell you how to talk,

people who can tell you what you can say,

and what you can't.

I personally don't need that,

I don't need that s**t in my life.

Those are the kinda people that get me down.

They make me feel like somebody, 

somebody out there,

is out to get me.

Author's Note

Just a little poem/free verse about people who try to tell you how to live your life.