I'm not afraid to take a stand. Everybody come take my hand. We'll walk this road together, through the storm. Whatever weather, cold or warm. Just letting you know that you're not alone. Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road.
Language is the house of being. In its home man dwells. Those who think and those who create with words are the guardians of this home.
I think we all have a little bit of that rebel in us. It's just a matter of how much you let it out.