All my school days I was told that I'm not usual
Now days all of them are locked inside a cubicle
I said that won't be me and they said that I'm delusional
I got some tattoos and they said I wasn't suitable
They told me I would be just another criminal
It's a crime to be usual
I'm nothing like the usual
I think that is beautiful
- Author: Kaden Hudson (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 5th, 2018 17:42
- Category: Unclassified
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