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This Is My Plea

The evidence has come to light

I must say it's rather overwhelming

Because it seems that a heart of gold

Just doesn't seem to cut it anymore

You can be sweet and cute

But it'll never get you the girl of your dreams

 

Is anyone else sick of stereotyping

Or people judging you by your clothes

So who cares if their hair is a little long

Does it really matter how tight their jeans are

So **** all that the TV screens may see

 

You fought to get to the spot you're at

Be proud 'cause they may never see

What it took for you to get here

Call me wrong but wear your scars proudly

The world will thank you one day

For helping change what everyone thinks

 

Is anyone else sick of stereotyping

Or people judging you by your clothes

So who cares if their hair is a little long

Does it really matter how tight their jeans are

So **** all that the TV screens may say

 

I know that all this cannot be solved

Problems this big aren't fixed right away

This just doesn't go out to one side

I's for both, so let's come together

Put aside the differences and join as one

Just be yourself and whoever that may be

 

Let us put an end to the judge

Let us put an end to the stereotype

Changing the world is easily said

But it takes a lot to get it done

We're a generation ready to take the world

Let us take it and make it for the better

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Written by
bret-desrochers
American
Published
Dec 18, 2012
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