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TCommunity (The T is Silent)


This is my song! I've realized I waited way too long This is the story my voice tells I speak the words out loud No one hears my act I paint the blood of the dead boy He walks around, but people don't see They criticize him and they criticize me Because together we make a community A community that stands together But when that community fails you! A community so focused on love, without fail But that little boy is going through hell No one can see him because he's not there He's there, in a different world, the wrong world My world says all enclosure 30 years out the door Twenty bottles down the drain My life is useless, this world won't teach me That little boy is in a box The box everyone walks by laughing They claim you don't belong here He begins to listen What if this world was all a lie Maybe I'm a lie I try and try I can fit into this box 20 more years and I'm tired of pretending I take my child to school A little girl runs up to him The thing about this girl, She's in my community I want to fit in comfortably When the little girl sees me she smiles The box is finally fading, I can see myself The little boy emerges The grown man is ME!
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