Friday, January 15, 2010

Rock Star

Rock Star

Chance less through scruples end
Contrived of mediocre allowance
Head above in enchanting metaphor
Not knowing what words I seek
To dispel the rumors of irresponsible
Changing melodies to suit my masses
Conforming under duress
Lowly heroes never rising, to simplify their
Rotten meaning
Run away from me, too far to hear my

Author Note: Not one for mincing words, this was written in response to someone who changed who they were to suit those around them. It was a painful thing to watch.

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