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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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