I will not get in your box. I will not be labeled.
You can push me from all sides, World, and I refuse to get in.
Show me apathy, impatience, ignorance and despair. Give it your best shot.
I won’t become numb. I WILL still care.
I won’t be ashamed by my outrage at injustice.
I will speak my mind despite the ‘political incorrectness’ of my opinions.
I will be unique, despite your attempts to make me graze in the field with the other sheep when I want to climb mountains instead.
I will not be quieted. I will not be tamed.
I will feel every moment of my life and live it
like the wild and precious thing it is.

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