[Song lyrics]
"Im a little boy with glasses,
The one they call the little girl who never smiles
'Cause I've got braces on my teeth
And I know how it feels
To cry myself to sleep
I'm that kid on every playground
Who's always chosen last
A single teenage mother
Tryin' to overcome my past
You don't have to be my friend is it too much to ask
Don't laugh at me
Don't call m names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
I'm the cripple on the corner
You've passed me on the street
And I wouldn't be here beggin'
If I had enough to eat
And don't think don't notice
That our eyes never meet
I lost my wife and little boy when
Someone crossed that yellow line
The day we laid them in the ground
Is the day I lost my mind
And right now I'm down to holdin'
This little cardboard sign...so
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me
I'm fat, I'm thin, I'm short, I'm tall, I'm deaf, I'm blind,
but hey we're not that different
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes we're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Dont laugh at me.
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This teacher was teaching her class about bullying and gave them the following exercise to perform....
She had the children take out a piece of paper and told them to crumple it up, stomp on it and really mess it up but to not rip it.
Then she had them unfold the paper, smooth it out and look at how scarred and dirty it was.
She then told them to tell it they were sorry.
Now, even though they said they were sorry and tried to fix the paper, she pointed out all the scars they left behind.
"See those scars? They'll never go away no matter how hard you try to fix it." She said,
"That is what happens when a child bully's another child, they may say they're sorry, but the scars are there forever."
The looks on the faces of the children in the classroom told her the message hit home.
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""She's emo? You'd cut too, if you've been through what she has.
She's anorexic? You'd be too, if everyone called you fat everyday.
She's a showoff? Her parents abused her, & she's never heard of praise.
She's loud? She's invisible at home, & she wants to be heard.
She's quiet? She's afraid to speak, because she's scared to get made fun of.
She's fat? She binges, because she misses her dead brother.
She's a geek? She wants to get into college, so she can support her poverty ridden family.
She doesn't wear abercrombie? Her parents have been out of work for months, clothes aren't her top priority if she can't even afford food.
She's ugly? Tell me, what is the definition of beauty?
Who are you to judge them? You know their name, not their story.
