Freak
You call me a freak,
A waste of your time,
Because I'm not like you,
Don't act like it's a crime,
To be myself,
With my own unique style,
I'm like a mosaic,
Pieced together with tile...
You look down on me,
Like I'm not quite as good,
But, I just don't care,
And it's not like I should,
Because I am me,
And I won't change for you,
Or for anyone else,
You should be yourself too...
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