Against the Grain

You base your dreams upon the things

society expects from you

but at last, above the class

you're able to stand true

forget the tales, the countless ales

the bottles you've drunk dry

and past the tears of all those years

you'll spread your wings and fly

the parents phased from all those days

you'd spend alone in fear

they thought you dumb, you'll not succumb

to the lies you'll hear

for not too smart, you'll spread yout art

no matter consequence

and future bright, you'll start tonight

it finally makes sense

do not hold back, you do not lack

those things of which they've said

against the grain, but bearing the strain

a better life you've lead.

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