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Blinded


I’m sorry I wasn’t born normal, at least not in your eyes

I’m sorry I dont bring honor in your name

Because of what your country says or by biologies disguise 

I see the differences but i don’t know why one gets to have everything 

I can’t change the way i came, there are rules this isn’t just a game

I see the disconnection between you and me and it’s by ignorance 

When I looked in the mirror i didn’t see me i only see the person you wanted me to be 

I’m sorry I don't live up to the thing you expect me to do

I can’t follow your words because they are not what i believe

Have to follow my freedom and find new words

Gonna make a change so the only difference between you and me is spirit

Not by the way we are but by the way we are heard

Now when i look in the mirror i might feel empty

I might be incomplete, but now the reflection 

The person that i see, isn’t a blurry image

That’s actually me 

So now that my eyes are clear i can finally be who I want to be 

Inspiring myself that i can do everything if i just believe

 
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