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Puzzle Piece

His childhood was plagued by lies
But you'd rewrite history so you can sleep tight
A tortured soul, yet he survived
See how tall he stands looking you in the eye
The puzzle piece you made him wear
Through blood and tear, you’d say it fits fine
Even scarlet letters die when you decide
That labels are for petty people

But you find comfort in giving him false names
Go on boy and wear this source of shame
You told him without his name he’d die
Watch him as he breaks the piece to fly
Freedom, truth, is freedom
Freedom, truth, is freedom
Oh how good it feels to stand alone now

The memories you justify
All the times you told him he was dumb and different
A prison in an open mind
Until he’d find that he was never wearing the chains
The puzzle crumbles through your fists
As he persists to climb into the greater glory
Can you admit the experts lied or will you abide
By your lack of understanding

But you find comfort in giving him false names
Like many who wore this source of shame
He learned to resist and to defy
When he saw his limit past the sky

Freedom, truth, is freedom
Freedom, truth, is freedom
Kill the puzzle, see the picture

Freedom, truth, is freedom
Freedom, truth, is freedom
Kill the puzzle, see the human
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