Father, where did you go?
Mother, she is crying all alone.
I know I'm not the perfect child
And I know that I'm strange
But I still try to make you proud.
I see the truth when I see love in your eyes
But I still feel like I'm not enough.
Father, you show me how to be strong
But I would settle for feeling understood
I'm your daughter but I feel more like your son.
Striving to prove myself,
I want to make you proud.
Do you see that I'm just so scared,
To live in this flesh, so raw, so rare?
I see the truth when I see love in your eyes,
But I still feel like I'm not enough.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
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