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Misfits
I call to the souls cast away by their peers
To only be judged by their color and their fears
To those who cried "sanctuary" only to die away after
Choked by their confessions and wasted away to laughter.
You with the different eyes or nose or smile,
who is beaten and broken mile after mile,
I call to the ones who have to sit alone each day,
Not allowed to speak or have their say,
I call to you and say It's ok
I know hor your feeling,
And the price you now pay
For thinking different for looking ahead
And Being yourself, not being a trend.
I've been there before
I know how tears pour
From my eyes like sudden precipitation
Causing the rains of this horrible sensation,
But it is those like us who keep the world from burning
We're the artists, the dreamers, the poets who keep our earth turning.
The different ones, the crazies, the freakos, the oddballs, and misfits,
Einstein said the different ones will change the world, So i say this
Don't be sad you're not like them at all
I sometimes pity their ignorance and i'll watch them bawl
When we have the galleries and a nobel prize on the wall
Just do what makes you happy, who cares what they all say
You're blessed to be you, and you'll soon have your day
~Figgie
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The lovers, the dreamers and Me!!
Rae (goldie)
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