Still I Rise |
Still I Rise
You may write me down in historyWith your bitter, twisted lies,You may trod me in the very dirtBut still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?Why are you beset with gloom?'C... Posted by on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 02:53:00 GMT |
CHOICES |
CHOICES
if i can't dowhat i want to dothen my job is to notdo what i don't wantto do
it's not the same thingbut it's the best i cando
if i can't havewhat i want . . . thenmy job is to wantwhat i've... Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 03:10:00 GMT |