Shock and Awe
Following footsteps and piercing stares,
I'm a spectacle and they're my audience.
Being judged and talked about,
For choosing the right for once.
Classroom now a courtroom,
My friends turn into the jury.
Convict me for a truly false felony
For having the courage to give a chance.
No matter how many times I hear the same words,
The same looks and hushed voices,
Deep down I always believe
That I chose the truest of all.
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