I dare to just do it
I dare to be me
Dare to follow my own
Distant drumbeat
My drummer's different
He tells me to go,
Tells me to lose hold,
To seek, to explore.
I dance to what my own
Heart calls a tune,
Some may say I'm cursed
But I know 'tis a boon.
I dare to go beyond
All the drawn lines,
I dare to risk all
To follow heart's signs.
I blaze my trails
And I break the moulds,
The magics of world hide in
Less traveled roads.
My drummer is different,
He tells me to seek,
Tells me to spread my wings,
Conquer the seas.
A contest entry
- Who Cares If You Like My Skin...As Long As I'm Comfortable In It by KittieLyyn.
370 points, ended July 16, 2007, 9 entries
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