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Standing, Front of the room, All eyes on you, As your sweat pours through your shirt, Shivering under the searing lights,
I was brought into this world with no mind of my own, Seeing time fly by I knew I had no control. Since the time I remembered I was only just five years old, Sitting in play time by myself, I was alone.  
Yea Im Different , SO WHAT ?
We all walk down the halls Some in groups some not at all Traces of nervousness cover the walls There are failures, and the winners come out tall Because life has no second chance usually not at all.
We are the fallenThe ones damned to eternityBeen beaten down by words and clubs and thingsThe hated and disowned againOur past lives lived without modernityFeeling as if we lived with golden wings
There is one truth in life: It's all up to you. Stand up for yourself: Re-imagine your future. Stand up for another: Save someone's life. The possibilities Extend to forever;
You’re a disgrace Every time I see your face You get replace instead of misplace For your actions that took place` You nutcase with no race I will retrace your birthplace And efface it off this space
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