sit quiet, look, pay attention, don't think, we will give you thoughts, a mind, wild and free on the verge of being tamed, rebels, bucks and screams it's independence, This harness, Why? these masters, this torture, the sorrow of a dieing soul.
I like it. You've captured the pain we all remember so well. They tried to turn us into sheep, but we outsmarted them.
yes! i love this this brings up so many memories of old times in middle school.. i'm only a freshman in college this year but back in the day i was SUCH a rebel. this is brilliant!
