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PulsateWhat is a heartbeat,
without the heart?
What is a dream,
without the conscience?
What is a word,
without the letters?
What is a hope,
without the faith?
What is a soul,
without the self?
What is a kiss,
without the love?
What am I,
OutcastDirt thrown in my face
Every day I'm alive
Another sneer from you mocking souls
Who don't want me to survive
I am not the letdown of this world
Can't you see it's you?
People who shun the Outcast
Allow the end of the world through
Another fist in the face
Another insult to my spirit
You don't know this Outcast's stronger
And knows you only fear it?
Every scar's got a story
Every drop of blood is a tale
Not a victim but a survivor
Who isn't going to fail
I know I can walk alone
I don't have to depend on another hand
I don't need to be seen by anyone
Silent and alone are the rules for me in this land
I don't belong here
I don't belong anywhere
So I'll just make a space for me
Cause life's never going to be fair
Time to deal with the next day
I can handle another one
I will fight under the name of Outcast
Until my heartbeat's done
Even Angels FallHey...you.
Yeah, you. Don't give me that look. I'm just talking to you, amn't I? You look sad, and I thought telling you I'm sad too would help. Or that everyone around you is crying secretly.
I know that your life is hard, but you're not the only one with some heartbreak. Everybody has some thing that they keep locked inside, something that breaks them down.
Don't believe me?
Fine. Let me tell you some stories.
See that girl over there? The pretty one with the blonde hair and blue eyes, small nose, tan skin? Carrying her math book, talking to a small posse of laughing girls? They're heading for the benches, and they're smiling like they don't have a single worry. She's one of the popular girls, isn't she? Therefore, she must be the happiest girl on earth.
Actually, she's not.
Look at her. She's skinny, right? A bit too skinny. You can count her ribs, can't you. It's because of what her mother said.
She called her fat, you know. That girl took it to heart, and she's starving herself. H
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