Inside Out

Move beyond the pain of being a misfit;

I hear what you say and see how you feel.

All this depth keeps me too serious;

Where am I going what is my purpose.

Why do I even bother;

For me, my time is short, valuable.

I am not always okay, even when my pride says otherwise;

Tell me again how lucky I am.

Tell me again how I should count my blessings;

My minimum wage is not worth the price I have paid.

I must not give in to my shame;

I can not allow my energy to be misused.

I must not take myself for granted;

I own this life I lead, I must become my best.

Shed all fake reconciliation and stretch my soul;

March to the beat of a drum never heard.

I will live on another day;

As I shed another snakes skin.