**Bleat, little sheep, bleat—**
Veiled in wool, you follow blind,
Led astray by shepherds' hands.
**Bleat, little sheep, bleat—**
Shake loose the flock’s embrace,
Awaken to your own voice.
**Bleat, little sheep, bleat—**
Why should another’s identity matter,
When it brings no harm to you?
**Bleat, little sheep, bleat—**
Turning away from those who are different
Casting judgment on what you cannot comprehend
**Bleat, little sheep, bleat—**
We are human—selfish, flawed,
Far from perfect, but not beyond repair.
**Bleat, little sheep, bleat—**
Empathy’s touch could heal this world,
A kindness simple, yet profound.
So strip away conformity’s chains.
Tear apart the box
they placed you in.
Rise— not in the herd’s shadow,
but in your own light.