Misfits
I am a misfit
I don't do what others do
I write words ignored.
My eyes have seen hate.
My ears hear things I'd never say,
They are full of hate.
"Make a change" some say,
"You can do it in your sleep."
I laugh while I say...
Justice will be served.
Bullies will disintegerate.
Hate will be ended.
I hope that is true,
there is a long way to go.
Can we do it?
Many may say no.
Some will try to bring us down.
Together, we'll rise.
Misfits can do all.
Together, we will move mountains.
We WILL change the world.
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