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Sometimes I feel like I'm singing an endless song
The one that won't be over and seems too long
The one nobody wants to listen to and changes the station
The one that gives me that sweet sensation
I feel like I'm dancing to an endless beat
The one that tells me to just be me
Tingles in my fingers, tingles in my toes
They're the ones who just let it go
I'm not usually the smartest person in the world
In big crowds I'm the one who wants to hurl
I can't stare at a light
I'll hold up a fight
I know I can't control it but sometimes I want to
Would you want to control it if it were you?
I feel like an outcast and don't like standing out
Sometimes I can't help it and cry out
It's just as common as racism
It's called autism
The one who makes me mad
Maybe one day I can live and be glad
- by Violent Winds |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/05/2009 |
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Violent Winds - 11/06/2009
- He said he's glad all of you liked it, he will try to write another one later.
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- lxl_Tatsuya_lxl - 11/05/2009
- wow, amazing truly, give him my complement please, that was really good
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- Idomy Lace - 11/05/2009
- wow that's really good. I do hope he can find happiness. though that is sometimes very hard to find even for the so called perfect people.
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- shawnagirl - 11/05/2009
- hey im 11 can u have him read mine and have him rate it i know its realy bad that im asking you but i would realy like it and he is realy good its called seven rabbites
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