Like glue
I see through you like clear water
Like an absent man's daughter
Positive on the outer
But deep inside you are a doubter
I know you may not like me
But I know that it's not what you want to see
I am what you wish to be
But they won't let you believe
Forced to love your own kind
You push out those with a different mind
Which makes you blind
To what could give you sight
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