We fight for what's right
We struggle every night
We work all day
For no pay
We make clothes
But no one knows
How little pay
Goes away
The struggles we face
Makes us feel like were a disgrace
Our happiness is low
But we dare do not go slow
We rest at night
And wake up to fight
Despite how much we want to leave
We stay to achieve
For those who are interested in making clothes
Just know
It is not as good as it seems
Your dreams may turn into screams
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