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"I'm a little boy with glasses
The one they call the geek
A little girl who never smiles
'Cause I've got braces on my teeth
And I know how it feels
To cry myself to sleep
I'm that kid on every playground
Who's always chosen last
A single teenage mother
Tryin' to overcome my past
You don't have to be my friend
But is it too much to ask
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
I'm the cripple on the corner
You've passed me on the street
And I wouldn't be out here beggin'
If I had enough to eat
And don't think I don't notice
That our eyes never meet
I lost my wife and little boy when
Someone cross that yellow line
The day we laid them in the ground
Is the day I lost my mind
And right now I'm down to holdin'
This little cardboard sign...so
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
I'm fat, I'm thin, I'm short, I'm tall
I'm deaf, I'm blind, hey, aren't we all
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me"
i think unstead of writing about my day today ill write about the last comment that was left in my journal today... (yesterdays journal)... this is stright up.. exactly how i feel... maybe people can see....
well i dont know who you are and although i would like to know i dont think i would really want to... i dont want to look down on someone for the haterid they give out towards other people... but for whoever you are i have a question for you... Does it make you feel good when you make people feel lower than dirt?... wow i mean yeah im shocked but you know what there is nothing i can do about my hand and its people like you who may be popular or pretty or anything else but nice towards other people; you may not like me but that doesnt mean that you have to be mean about things that i cant prevent at all... and i want you to know if i had the "chance" to be normal, i really wouldnt... this is me either you like it or you dont but that doesnt mean that you need to bring other people down to make you feel supirrior....
ya know, i might be immature because of my choice of words, but in my eyes i think that its better to use things like crap, shoot, poop, etc.. unstead of cursing, yeah i mean i still do it but i try not to.. and another reason why i try to do it is because i have an 8 year old brother, and i know that what i say he hears and thinks its ok... so therefore i try to use those to prevent my brother from having a potty mouth... like you....
obviously you must care about my life because you have so much to complain about it... if you dont care then just leave me be, dont make me feel so small compared to you... are you perfect?... is everything perfect about you physical appearence?... and if it is then your really lucky because you probably dont know what it feels like to have to try and hid something so people might be able to accept me for who i am and not by my "birth defect" if thats what you want to call it...yeah when i do go to get my nails done which is rarley i am nervious and yes, i can only get one hand and my thumb on my other hand done. but it still looks the same as it would if you got yours done... but to help me get through words people throw at me like you do i have the worlds best father and mother and supporting family.. they never let people talk crap about me, i mean my dad, yeah i dont ever get to see him and i may look down apon him a lot but thats not right, i dont give him credit for what he doesnt do but i dont ever give him credit for what he does do.. when i go down there yeah i have a lot of disavantages but when you were growing up was your dad always there for you?... did he sit down and read book after book after book with you before bed? did he say i love you at least once a day? and the time that you spend with your dad or mother or anyone are you apprechiative for it?... and i gotta give so much credit to my mom... almost every day in elemtry school i would come home crying for something i cant change... she puts up with me because she loves me and when people like you try to bring me down shes always there bringin me even further up... my family and my true friends dont look down apon me for what i dont have, they see what i do have and they accept me for who i am and not some fraud...people should accept you for who you are and not for what your not or hold things against you that you cant prevent at all...
i think that is all i realy have to say today....
but i do want to say thankyou to everyone out there who accepts me for me and not what i dont have or am not.... all my friends that truley care and help me through things... thankyou so much... becca, and kara tonight you guys have realy showed me a lot about life... in those mins on the phone you helped me so much and i can only hope im there to help you too when you need it... i love you guys... really....
"Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved"