Traitor
I am a traitor. I am a victim of bigotry.
I am not what they expect me to be.
I don’t dye my hair or get the latest fashion of clothes.
I am a traitor. A victim to many woes.
My nails are not 10 inches long.
My process and ways of thinking are all wrong.
Intelligence they tell me is the path of success.
Yet, I am outcast due to very the intellect I possess.
Am I a traitor? What makes me so different?
Are my choices of direction dissident?
What causes me to be such an unusual case? Now I understand, I must understand
I am a traitor. I am a victim of separatism from my own race.
I am a traitor. I am a victim of bigotry.
I am not what they expect me to be.
I don’t dye my hair or get the latest fashion of clothes.
I am a traitor. A victim to many woes.
My nails are not 10 inches long.
My process and ways of thinking are all wrong.
Intelligence they tell me is the path of success.
Yet, I am outcast due to very the intellect I possess.
Am I a traitor? What makes me so different?
Are my choices of direction dissident?
What causes me to be such an unusual case? Now I understand, I must understand
I am a traitor. I am a victim of separatism from my own race.
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