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I am your friend... I am the underdog/ I am the rebel/ I am the forgotten/ I am the mocked/ I stand up for the persecuted, weak, discriminated, Even though am not the one who fell asleep upon a tear soaked pillow tonight, Even though I am not the one discriminated against for something i can not change, Even though I am not the one outcasted only to be surrounded by laughter and wallow in my self pity, I will be that one, Holding your hand, Making you laugh, Fighting for you, And you are worth it. You may not know, But because of you i have lost many experiences and people. Best Friends, Birthday dinners, My Thursday nights, The religion i have been baptized into. And still i say, you were worth it.
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
For the Ones Whos' Voices May Never Be Heard
I am your friend... I am the underdog/ I am the rebel/ I am the forgotten/ I am the mocked/ I stand up for the persecuted, weak, discriminated, Even though am not the one who fell asleep upon a tear soaked pillow tonight, Even though I am not the one discriminated against for something i can not change, Even though I am not the one outcasted only to be surrounded by laughter and wallow in my self pity, I will be that one, Holding your hand, Making you laugh, Fighting for you, And you are worth it. You may not know, But because of you i have lost many experiences and people. Best Friends, Birthday dinners, My Thursday nights, The religion i have been baptized into. And still i say, you were worth it.
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
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