'black sheep' got a long, long letter from my family addressed to the black sheep out there thinking all alone. what's the point in arguing, i've better things to do. beware the sheep that laugh at you then tell you to come home. sometimes i'm not sure if i'm awake or am i dreaming. but when i opened my mind, i'm glad that you were there. got a long, long letter from my family; they say they care, but pain and hate are driving every line. i fell into a flock of black sheep thinking on their own. i hear the ones that understand and make their hearts my home. sometimes i'm not sure if i'm awake or am i dreaming. but when i opened my mind, i'm glad that you were there. i can't keep the colors in the lines. i can't see the world in lined geography. i can't believe this is how it was meant to be. i can't sleep. got a long, long letter from my family addressed to the black sheep out there thinking all alone. put it on a shelf, i've got better things to do. beware the sheep that laugh at you and then tell you to come home. sometimes i'm not sure if i'm awake or am i dreaming. but when i open my eyes, i'm glad that you are here.

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