Unique
Silently I dance
To the beat of my own drum
I care not about the looks I get,
Nor for the people that they're from.
Who are they to judge me?
Those too afraid to be unique
They who act as others do
And call one who won't a freak
The mock us and they laugh
As they slowly take away
That which makes us special
As they drift from day to day
But now they cannot reach me
For the world is quiet here
They cannon make me nothing
So I have nothing more to fear
And so I keep on dancing
With a smile on my face
For those who care don't matter
And that will always be the case
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