I am not
I am not one who shall live in shame
to be looked down upon
I am not one who shall lie in tears
Falling to the ground without one to hold my back
Never having someone to love or to love me back
Not knowing what it is to cross the street with supervision
The world is cruel and wicked
Nothing in this world is given
we must work for everything that there is
I am not one who shall live in shame
I may work hard
be there to catch you
Holding your hand looking left and right
The world may not be wicked and cruel
but it is...
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