Afflictions Within
I know inside we're all the same, we all feel sorrow, joy, and pain.
Our hearts all beat to a different drum.
So why then, why do some make fun?
Some get bullied everyday, some called, "ugly", "fat" and "gay.
What if you walked in their shoes?
How would you feel? What would you do?
Before you spit the insults out,
think about the pain that it could cause.
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