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MY WORDS


WHO AM I A SON, A BOY A MAN A BOY WITH A DISABILITY YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND I'M LOVING, I'M NICE AND FULL OF GRACE YET STILL THE OUT CAST EVERYONE REPLACE I SHOW PEOPLE I CARE AND TREAT THEM WITH RESPECT HOWEVER I'M NOT THAT POPULAR GUY WHO WILL DISRESPECT YOU ARE EVEN CALL YOU NAMES AM I WEIRD , AM I UGLY....I CAN'T FRANKLY UNDERSTAND HOWEVER YOUR WORDS AND STAIRS HURT YET I KNOW THEY CAN'T DEFINE ME I'M ME....TODAY AND ALWAYS YOUR WORDS WILL NEVER DEFINE ME THEY JUST MAKE ME A BIGGER MAN I'M ME TODAY AND ALWAYS YOUR WORDS DIDN'T DEFINE ME AT ALL...YOU SEE IT MADE ME BE ABLE TO SPEAK MY WORDS TODAY I'M STRONG AND I'M ME DID YOUR PARENTS TELL YOU TO THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK I GUESS NOW YOU SEE THE REAL ME THESE WORDS DEFINED ME TO BE ME
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