For you look at me.
  You just sit there and stare.
 For I know what you are thinking of me.
 You think I’m a freak to be looked at.
 A freak that needs to be in a cage.
 Something to see at a circus.
 To be seen at a freak show.
 For I look over at you,
 and you look away.
  For you think I did not see you look at me,
 but I really did.
  You look back and look me all over.
 For you look at me
 up,
 down,
 left,
 and right.
 For you look at me.
You think I’m a freak.
 But think of this for one second.
  To me you seem to be the freak.
 For you
 dress,
 think,
 and do things different than me.
  So just think the way I think to truly see me.
Written By:
Xavier

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