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born and raised in farmland indiana lived there back when i believed in santa later i moved to ohio where i spent my teens going ****** finally dad moved us to big texas where i would come to meet all my exes after college ill move some place far away from this disgrace never had a problem with who i was but i guess in texas they have different laws they say you cant say youre from indiana you dont represent farmer americana you cant say youre from ohio thatd be like accepting a typo well you definitely arent one of us cause you dont like to talk on the bus or in the grocery store you think southern hospitality fun to ignore? its hard to understand who i am so i go back home to my fam they talk to me they tell me that every where has welcomed me dont be discouraged, your one of us even if you dont talk on the bus so my texas friends and i keep traveling searching for my answer, try unraveling land in china and the people are so fine they compliment my face and praise divine they ask where im from in america and blank goes my rentina standing before my texas friends my mind weighs the odds and ends the logistics of where i belong is this where i make my stand, sing my song or alas just keep quiet and move along say some answer and move on no i thought i need this a fight to be free of this to understand my identity i have to sacrifice a deep part of me not going to compromise no need to lie and disguise the problems with my identity deep inside im from indiana i say immediately im meet with distaste now suddenly in a different country, they want me? saying ive been in texas for a while thats you now baby but i dont understand thats not where i stand or on brand i just dont understand im not just some texas ranch hand i dont belong anywhere i am my own ill clear the air i just belong to me was that so hard to believe? i go home and they say im not from home i go aboard like thatll be my new home
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 8:34 PM UTC
identity crisis
born and raised in farmland indiana lived there back when i believed in santa later i moved to ohio where i spent my teens going ****** finally dad moved us to big texas where i would come to meet all my exes after college ill move some place far away from this disgrace never had a problem with who i was but i guess in texas they have different laws they say you cant say youre from indiana you dont represent farmer americana you cant say youre from ohio thatd be like accepting a typo well you definitely arent one of us cause you dont like to talk on the bus or in the grocery store you think southern hospitality fun to ignore? its hard to understand who i am so i go back home to my fam they talk to me they tell me that every where has welcomed me dont be discouraged, your one of us even if you dont talk on the bus so my texas friends and i keep traveling searching for my answer, try unraveling land in china and the people are so fine they compliment my face and praise divine they ask where im from in america and blank goes my rentina standing before my texas friends my mind weighs the odds and ends the logistics of where i belong is this where i make my stand, sing my song or alas just keep quiet and move along say some answer and move on no i thought i need this a fight to be free of this to understand my identity i have to sacrifice a deep part of me not going to compromise no need to lie and disguise the problems with my identity deep inside im from indiana i say immediately im meet with distaste now suddenly in a different country, they want me? saying ive been in texas for a while thats you now baby but i dont understand thats not where i stand or on brand i just dont understand im not just some texas ranch hand i dont belong anywhere i am my own ill clear the air i just belong to me was that so hard to believe? i go home and they say im not from home i go aboard like thatll be my new home
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 8:34 PM UTC
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