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Taylor Dolan
- Katy, Texas
- Last Record: 2013-05-16 15:35:54 -0500
- Joined: Jun 01, 2012
- http://taylorkdolan.tu...
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"An anthem can be “oh say can you see” About a people fighting the “good” fight towards prosperity Or the words can go “god save the queen” Not hard to divine what those sentences mean The words may change as they flit between lands But there is an undeniable sameness that any anthem demands Those people are singing with a sense of pride and unity And while not patriotic myself it’s a sight I cant see Without feeling a little tug at my heart That while those people are pulled together I am pushed apart Left standing perpetually cold on the fringe Wishing it was a dream that would stop with a pinch What are the words that my people can chant? I can’t be the only one needing to rant So it was the first of June and once again felt quite isolated After having been told that my art work was hated For being overly creepy and twisted beyond need When I looked down on my phone and saw I had a message to read It was simple and said that “there was this site I should check The moment my at&t black hole lets me get on the internet It’s called hitrecord and well, it’s pretty odd Which made me think you might like it” (and of course I just nod)
And then I found our anthem, our place Where the outsiders can gather, without fear of disgrace Where our words and songs are written each and every day And illuminated as well, for those who prefer to communicate that way
So Hear ye hear ye All you losers, devils, and punks All you scum, and you dirt bags, artists and drunks All you live in the shadow-ers, hidden masterminds All you digital communicators, waiting behind closed blinds, All you smile too wide-rs with gaps in your teeth All you social climbers (as well as those beneath) All you fiends and musicians, chain smokers, and oddities All you fighting the never-ending human disease All you right wing and left, the full spectrum in fact All you who desperately desire some human contact All you follow the rule-rs (and those who break them too) In here we are all outsiders waiting just for you You are different, and dare I say, a little bizarre But we like you quite a lot, just the way you are So join us, hit record and see what transpires Here your weirdness is adored-- welcome Outliers." |
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