44: EVERYBODY

                   

Walking through the park one night

I'd sure love to avoid a fight.

Three Mr. Karates sure can bite.

Maybe if I wasn't me,

They wouldn't call me ugly.

Opinions are my destiny

My destiny, my destiny, my destiny.

 

When the rain

Drips on my shoulders

I cannot feel

The splashing and so

How I am

As I get older

Allows me to see

The way that I grow.

 

Now and then we loose our sight

Without direction take to flight

But you'll never see black turn white.

Maybe if I wasn't me,

They wouldn't call me ugly.

Opinions are my destiny

My destiny, my destiny, my destiny.

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