Sirens
Can you hear them?
They’re like sirens
You don’t have to see them
To hate them
They spew rubbish when they speak
And they taunt and laugh at the weak
I’m seen as weak
So they laugh at me when I walk by
But I don’t care
They laugh at me because I’m different
With my big black hair
They think that they’re desirable
I’ll spit in disgust at them
Because they’re like sirens
Don’t matter if you block your ears
And then run, run, run
I hate them.
I hate them.
Everywhere I turn they go
I’m a mile away and I still hear them
And they don’t even have microphones
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