Black Sheep

Black Sheep

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see my family turning on me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see their lies falsely accusing me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see the hate my family has for me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see an empty corner, no one supporting me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see my family trying to manipulate me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see distrust and hostility.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see my family abandoning me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see the other black sheep that are just like me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see my tribe accepting me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see the love that my family denied me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see the bridge burning behind me.

Black sheep, black sheep, what do you see?

I see the hope that is in front me.

Finding Myself

Finding Myself

How do I look for me if me is the one who is seeking?

How do I know when I find me if me is the one who is lost?

Reinventing, reevaluating, revising, reversing, revealing

My true form, the one I lost so long ago by pretending to be one who I am not.

Trying to become the one that they all wanted, what they all needed,

Never stopping to contemplate on who I wanted, who I needed.

Who I am.