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What if I can't fake it?
Does it make me a better loser?
What if I can't mask up my real identity?
Will I miss out on juicy opportunities?
You say that I am rigid and conservative,
And that I do not appreciate change,
And you compare me to a log of wood that has no feelings or vision.
And you constantly call me s loser.
I don't know what I have done to be treated this way,
But I am working on it,that I may survive in this broke nation.
Without faking it,I will continue working hard and praying,
And God,who doesn't look at me as a loser will rescue me from perishing
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