Everyone walks a certain way
I akways decide to skip instead
A hop and skip is more fun
Until everyone starts to run
They run faster
Leaving me in the dust
I slow down
And begin to rust
I've always been different
Never realized just how much
I want to fit in somewhere
But I'm afraid to be bare
Show everyone my skin
Show everyone the colors
But colors are also made with scars
Scars came from to many wars
Battling myself
Everyone made fun
I was always a sad little freak
Never glamorous or Chique
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 12:54 PM UTC
Everyone walks a certain way
I akways decide to skip instead
A hop and skip is more fun
Until everyone starts to run
They run faster
Leaving me in the dust
I slow down
And begin to rust
I've always been different
Never realized just how much
I want to fit in somewhere
But I'm afraid to be bare
Show everyone my skin
Show everyone the colors
But colors are also made with scars
Scars came from to many wars
Battling myself
Everyone made fun
I was always a sad little freak
Never glamorous or Chique
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