The small rock representing your birth engraved deep into a necklace proving your worth to the world and to you
you, the one sitting there staring out into a moonlit sky the thousands of twinkling stars dapple the sky as the whooshing wind whispers belonging
You the proud dark eyed girl standing tall along an old wooded pier the spray of the sea splatters your face with its salt bellowing waves crash underneath your feet shouting, You belong
And You are still here one of many on this earth loved and guided through this life and to the next and you, **belong
so many people feel out of place here on earth, i wish that i could change this but the ***** truth is, that i can't.. I've always felt different and sort of out of place, I'm still not quite sure why.. maybe because I have different passions/interests that other people, but that burden is mine, not yours, always be who you are.