I have become the unwanted
The crowd no one pursues
We will never be taunted
For worthless our are views

We have no image, nor lust
Feelings are weak and lost
There are no haves or musts
Everything’s free nothing at cost

We make no judgment at all
No dreams are ever prepared
Everyone’s fate is at a fall
A glance or notice is never shared

We walk the night as day
Rarely will you see us about
There really isn’t much to say
For we have nothing to doubt

We aren’t your kind of gentle
We haven’t got the skills
We are barely known mental
Here for giggles and thrills

Only in legends do we exist
Stories made and told from lies
Only illusions upon the mist
Eternal life old and forever wise

 
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