My letter to the president..

President Obama:

There is no way that I have lost hope in you! I still have faith that you are the change that America is in need of! But I am afraid that you have lost yourself a bit. I know that you have inherited quiet a mess. My only concern is that you have lost some or your spunk! Where is that feisty senator from Illinois that took no crap! What happened? I understand that you took on one of, if not, the toughest job in the country! But I feel that this new complacent, let's make everyone happy attitude is not working for you. I didn't miss class and stand in line for hours to make sure my vote was counted in order for you to just let things happen! Bring back the fight Mr. President. I know now that things are going to be harder because the House and Senate are no longer in your corner. But this means your fight has to be tougher, your bite just that much harder! Whenever you're down just remember that under the bludgeonings of chance your head is bloody but unbowed. Because it matters not how straight the gate or how charged with the punishments the scroll. YOU are the Master of your fate YOU are the captain of your soul!

Sincerely:

Still an Obama supporter!

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