Why do people have a problem with me? I think how I think because I am free! They have a problem with how I dress. I think they have the wrong address! They have a problem with how I talk, They have a probllem with how i walk. They have a problem with what I say, Why don't they put me on a string, So they can have it their way! They have a problem with my belif. I with they'd leave me alone, That would be a relief!!!! I am me, Cause that is who I wanna be! How I dress, Is just how I dress! How I walk and talk, Is how I please! I say, What I feel inside! My beliefs are my beliefs! So if you don't like me, Just go away. Don't try and change me, In any way!
Reason for writing:
I don't believe in god and everyone seems to have a problem with it! And they should learn to accept me for me not for my beliefs!!!!!!
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