We are here, we are loud
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ I'm thrown to the trash Like a dirty white shirt. Harmed and beaten With words that hurt. No, not only words The stares, The whispers , The double takes, The look backs. But I do not hide anymore. I am here and proud, We are here we are loud. ...
