I Am ... What's There To Be Angry About?
I am different, you are nothing like me
I am an individual, I never follow the crowd
You judge because you cannot truly see
Your ignorant thoughts scream to loud
It's alright though, I'm cool, I accept who I am
You are the one who stopping to press me and question without any authority
I am a minority, looked down upon and mistreated
However, I love me just as I am and you're the one running around all heated.
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