I don't want to be singled
-out again. all hours of
the night again.
In the rain-
standing out in the rain-
like a sore
like a thumb
like a sore thumb.
In the hail
like a sore thumb in the hail
It's hailing now and I'll be
hailing a hitchhike back to misery
I don't want to fall
no not after that difficult haul,
And I don't want to fall down again
like an upright domino always
knocking over others around me.
Maybe I could,
Maybe I could stand alone,
Before long a swift breeze will hit me
Tickle your toes. . .
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