Some of us
are different from the rest.
Some of us
have no hope in happiness.
Some of us
are sad.
Our motives
are not clear.
Some of us
are always far away.
It’s not
hard to fall apart.
It’s hard
to be in the front line.
Some of us were
born with handcuffs.
Some of us
could never choose.
Save us
from all the running.
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