People Are Different
The other kids would laugh at me,
Cuz they didn't want to see,
That someone in this worthless world,
Really was different.
So one day the Lord came down,
He took me by my special hand,
He told me "My son, people are different."
My friends would always call me stupid,
But I don't care what they have to say,
And I'll still hang with them to this day,
Because we're all different.
My mom and dad always love me,
Would never push anyone away,
I love them and they love me,
Cuz we are different.
I love my pet's with all my heart,
Wouldn't ever leave one in a shopping cart,
Don't like when they pass away
Because I am different,
And I love being this way.
Copyright © Cody Brown | Year Posted 2015
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