No one understands,
But thats okay with me
The more i think about it
My Heart begins to cry
My words become
The tears of a misread angel
No one will know me like i know me
So there for there is no need to stress over what the world views me as
I look how i look and there is nothin' anyone can do about it
I know who i am inside
A misread angel
I shall no longer worry bout the Battles of the outside world
Battles i can not stop
These words above are the
Tears Of A Misread Angel
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