life is a mystery, a blood-filled case, a view depending on position
a definite but unknown place.
being different isn't normal, being the norm is the only way,
the judgment and ridicule of life can be too much to bare,
living outside the box is difficult when you dont choose, though i try my best to love being outside the rules.
I am broken and battered from this unruly life, all that holds me together, are the eternal hands of Christ.
I have no words to fix what happens, all i have is a heart that still beats though it is shattered.
I want all to experience the boundless love that God can only give to any and everyone.
Just know that this life is feeble and faint. So much that now my body hurts to shed a tear.