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Unidentified Person
Check my background
Like I'm an unidentified person
Because in a way, I am
In two worlds where I don't belong
I'm not atheletic, healthy or strong
Check my background
Like I'm an unidentified person
Because in a way, I am
You see me in my enviorment, and you will see
A falsefied color in a white painting
Listen to me. I'm not perfect
Caught between control and acceptance
Check my background
Like I'm an unidentified person
Because in a way, I am
Close your eyes and open your ears
Confuse me with blond hair and bright eyes
Close your ears and open your eyes
Confuse me with a n**** from the south side
I'm not what you think
Caught in worlds like an old TV
Check my background
Like I'm an unidentified person
Because in a way, I am
I'm wierd, I know
Half of the people I know are
They sometimes forget
What skin I stand in
And mock it
And all I can do is stand back
Because to me its lost its malicious meaning
Too embarressed to ake it stop
Check my background
Like I'm an unidentified person
Because in a way, I am
I can't feel what feelings should
Like inner city hoods
The abused, shackled, raped and unknown
Poor to the bone
Making your way
Depression, neglected, unloved, played
All I can say is
It's rough all around
Cool to the point of no feeling
Brutalized to the point of all feeling
Check my background
Like I'm an unidentified person
Because in a way, I am
I don't know how to explain
To me it's all the same
Dead with no name
Gone with no played game
Bruised and maimed
Brutally pained
Lost an distraught
Through out your life you have fought
To sustain
Unknown to me
I'm just plain
Check my background
Like I'm an unidentified person
Because in a way, I am
But if I choose to stand out
And be heard by all
Then that will no longer be
I will sustain, like you, and not fall down an unidentified person
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