Don't Laugh at Me

I'm a little boy with glasses,
the one let call a geek;
A little girl who never smiles,
I got braces on my teeth;
and I know how it feels to
cry myself to sleep;
I'm that kid on the playground
that is always chosen last;
A single teenage mother trying to
overcome her past;
You don't have to be my
friend if it's too much to ask.
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,
some day we'll all have perfect wings,
don't laugh at me.
I'm a cripple on the corner
you pass me on the street,
I wouldn't be out there begging
if I had enough to eat,
and I don't think, I don't notice,
that our eye's never meet.
I lost my wife and little boy
somewhere down that yellow line,
the day we layed 'em in the ground
was the day I lost my mind,
right now I'm down to holdin
this little cardboard sign.
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,
don't laugh at me.
I'm Fat,
I'm Thin,
I'm Short,
I'm Tall,
I'm Deaf,
I'm Blind,
hey aren't we all.
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,
don't laugh at me.

Music: Year of the Cat