WHERE I BELONG,
SOME PLACE
I CAN CALL HOME.
A PLACE AND PEOPLE THAT ACCEPT WHO I AM,
JUST A HUMBLE SERVANT WONDERING THE EARTH,
THE WAY GOD MADE ME,
TRYING TO FIND A PLACE WHERE I FIT IN.
I AM SO TIRED OF BEING JUDGED
BY WHAT I DO OR SAY;
SO VERY TIRED OF FEELING
LIKE I NEED TO ESCAPE,
FIGHTING THE URGE
TO RUN INTO MY SECRET HIDING PLACE.
STOP LOOKING AT THE WAY I CARRY MYSELF
OR WHAT I'M WEARING ON ANY PARTICUCLAR DAY.
PLEASE,
CAN'T YOU ACCEPT ME FOR ME,
JUST A HUMBLE WOMAN
TRYING JUST TO MAKE IT THROUGH TODAY.
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