I am the unknown ,
I’m neglected and ignored, They don’t know better, So I go along with it, I keep my head down and walk. The day will come when they can’t ignore me What I am able to do will draw attention, Right or wrong isn’t for me to decide, But it will change something. Since they don’t think I am from around here, They say to go back to where I came, I have always been here In America.
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