Now wake up and see them all.
Are they really what you thought?
Or are they just making you fall.
Into yourself in which you fought.
To escape that feeling of hate.
Escape that feeling of shame.
Dont let them choose your fate.
Ignore the hate against your name.
Wait for me to push them back.
Take them out so we're all on track.
To see a future freed from their hold.
Enter tomorrow to exit this cold.
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