I see you all looking at me,
like I'm some sort of freak.
Drool coming out of my mouth,
thinking I'm too dumb to speak.

People that are just ignorant,
is where I see it's at.
I won't conform to your standards,
for I'm much bigger than that.

You can call me anything,
anything that you want to.
A retard, a reject, a crippled,
at least I'm nothing like you.

It might take me two,
well maybe three times longer.
But I will make my way,
standing twice as stronger.

I'm no different from you,
needing of a helping hand.
I'm not too big to ask for it,
can't you see, don't you understand...

I'm no different from you,
you're no different from me.
Let these words that I have spoken,
be what sets us free.

9/26/01

theflannelman@hotmail.com


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