*having just re-read some of the "comments" left on an earlier work, my mused called*

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That's all I have to say.
So my opinions aren't the same as yours.
So they are stereotypical teen angst. I realize that.
Do you think I care?

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I have reasons to be mad,
Reasons to rant,
Reasons to want the revolution I propose.

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No, I haven't read Marx,
but I know what a revolution involves.
No, I'm not moving out,
nor do I think I know everything,
but I do know some things that others,
even the ALMIGHTY "Grown-ups" and higher ups know.
When did Higher DP status give you permission to ridicule me?
When did I agree that not upgrading in turn surrendered my rights to be taken
seriously?
Who died and made you gods, to judge without knowledge?

Ask me what happened. Why I wrote what I did. I bet you'll understand then.
Or, you could take the easy way out. Ridicule this work. Tell me I'm just a stupid kid, that you know more than me.
Claim superiority, knowledge, a college education that lets you be the

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being.

but whatever you choose,

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