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I'm the little boy with glasses
the one they call the geek
A little girl who never smiles
Cuz I have braces on my teeth
And I know how it feels
to cry myself to sleep
I'm that kid on every playground
Who's always choosing last
A single teen age mother
Trying to over come my past
You don't have to be my friend
But is it to much to ask :
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In gods eyes
we're all the same
Some day we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
I'm the cripple on the corner
You pass me on the street
I wouldn't be out here begging
If I had enough to eat
And don't think I don't notice
that our eyes never meet
I lost my wife and little boy
Someone crossed that yellow line.
The day we laid them in the ground
Is the day I lost my mind
Right now I'm down to holding
This little cardboard sign so...
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In god's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
I'm fat
I'm thin
I'm short
I'm tall
I'm deaf
I'm blind
Hey aren't we all?
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure
From my pain
In gods eyes
We're all the same
Some day we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
Song by Mark Wills
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