Being Different
It’s like a target on your back
Boom! Pow! they’ll never cut you slack
harsh words are coming for you
you will soon be through
Run away NOW!
Pow! BOom! Pow!
Don’t let them see your pain
Wipe away your tear stain
Don’t let them know they’ve won
Keep on fighting until the morning sun
Run away from the doom
Boom! Pow! Boom!
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