Wild And Quiet Rebel Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Remembering escapades when younger, doing things slyly
so as not to get into trouble.

Staying on the edge, not stepping over it, not wanting
to cause trouble for my Mom.

Always following my heart and stubborn mind, doing what
I wanted right up to the point of no return, no further.

It worked well for me growing up and still is done to
this day, only I've figured out many loop holes that
were attached to everything I wanted to do.

Accomplishing whatever it is that I like and want, no
one able to tame this wild and quiet rebel, never meeting
another person whom I can trust to do anything for me.

Wanting it done a certain way only, others pretended to,
then suddenly changed their minds, trying to make me do
things their way.

It has never worked out for the other person, I always
did everything my own way, ignoring their pleas and
advice throughout the years, always sticking to my guns.