WHERE I’M FROM…
Out of this world, out of place
somehow I always knew this was my space
Went from standing out to fitting in, then find the way
back to the trails beneath my skin
I wonder, I wonder and try
I cant deny, that single eye I know does not have full clarity of sight - she waits for me to be crystal clear
All the time asking "Where am I from" the answer replied
was clearly...
Not here
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