I feel a little slighted,
Am I not good enough?
I'm sure You're so open minded
but Maybe I misjudged you
Heck, I do it all the time
Some people just aren't worthy
Of any love that they're shown.
but Hey, why should I judge?
It's not my job, anyway.
I don't wanna seem to pout,
but Hey, You rubbed my wrong.
I'm entitled to a little bit of happiness,
Is that so Much to ask?
You all scream for tolerance,
but, strangely, show me none
I'd hate to say you're Hypocrites
but hey, if they shoe fits
Wear it.
Fine, maybe I won't judge anymore,
but Turn about is fair play
I don't wanna whine,
but Why not?
I don't want to end up joining you
But sometimes I'm left no choice
The indignities you cause,
The loss of our voice.
It could be grounds for war...
but We're not as low as you........
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