If i was a bird that could not fly
would you put me out of my nest
would you walk by and turn your head
cause im different than the rest
no fingers in my gloves
to you may seem strange
sitting in different spots
looking for food and change
everyone has a talent
and i have no doubt that you do
but its in a lot of are heads
that were much better than you
why is this the case
cause we have a front door
is it because we get what we want
and still we ask for more
why are we so superior
why do we look down are nose,
cause we have a wardrobe full of shit
and you have one pair of clothes
truth is a lot of us judge you
we don't no why your there
we will cross the road to avoid you
point out are cars and stare
none of us want your life
but as people were no better than you
we cry smile and laugh
all the things you do
really were not that different
both try to make it through the day
both have different problems
just in different ways
but you have something that we don't have
and something we could all do with
KNOWING WHAT ITS LIKE TO HAVE NOTHING
KNOWING HOW HARD ITS TO LIVE
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Author:
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- Published: December 5th, 2010 14:18
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Comments1
I like your use of end-rhyming...it is very nice.
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