Hatred doesn't fill my heart
But happiness does.

I am a microorganism, not seen nor heard don't see me, You judge me, I'm cunning, because you shunned me.

Well forget you then, you'd let me die, inside out. I'm starting to cry...

I'm starting to dance leave me alone only my family is here... or are they.

Or are they against what i stand for or what I believe in? Do they trust me?

I am a microorganism, so small you can't see me ...

you think you own me well no one owns me

all of us, all humans are microorganisms,

if we all had different personalities and work together we could be accomplished.

You don't know me because you're not me..