We are the few, the innocent;
We are the pushed around
Only because we are different
Yet, we stand our ground
We are the rejected;
Those quiet ones in the corner
As if we are diseased and infected
And we feel like foreigners
Finally, we are noticed
We the nameless
Who are we you ask?
We are the blameless
We are the pushed around
Only because we are different
Yet, we stand our ground
We are the rejected;
Those quiet ones in the corner
As if we are diseased and infected
And we feel like foreigners
Finally, we are noticed
We the nameless
Who are we you ask?
We are the blameless


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