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The Blood of mine?
Author: Carrie Lee
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The Blood of mine?
What is time to them?, what is time to me?
The change in time doesn't change my mind
Why are they like this
Why can't they see like me
Why do they make me feel this way
Why is the fog on their eyes so thick
Someone so much like me hated, what if i was not family
This cannot be the blood of mine
What they are afraid of they dismiss
What they are afraid of they ignore
What they are afraid of they hate, and to them there is no more
No more to life but what they see
No more to life but the shit that they feed upon
What they do not accept they do not understand
It is not my age, race, or my sex that makes me feel this way
So why do I?
Why are there only so few that accept what is put in front of their face
Why are there only so few that accept the misunderstood, the opposite of
the social "norm"
Normal to me is boring, normal to me is fake.
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