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Freaks

We are the outcasts,
We do not fit,
Everyday alone in a corner,
We sit.

We are bullied,
We are flawed,
No need to tell us,
We know we are odd.

We are real,
We are loud,
We know we're freaks,
Honestly we are proud.

Say what you want,
We'll pay it no mind,
True happiness,
You will never find.

Impressing people,
Isn't what lifes about,
Maybe you should have chosen,
A differnt route.
Written by hatterwithhorns (Julian)
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