I'M Back Where I Don'T Want To Be
I’m back where I don’t want to be
My second home
Which is anything but a humble abode
Well, maybe I deserve this
This shantytown
Where everyone seems happy
For they know no better
But I know and I have seen outside these propped doors
And I know my skin does not have to stay this light
Because there is sun
And there is color in the world
Besides the patterns on your repulsive color
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