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Nov 2018
Simply put
I'm misunderstood
I was black wood
from boyhood
The common no-good
Not one for Hollywood
I sat there
Misunderstood

Do I speak a another language
or are you focused on your sandwich ?
Should I scream or cry
Begging to know why
I must try
I am faced with lie

I just need some understanding
It's not like I'm demanding

I'm just tired of looking in
not knowing where to begin
Tell me is it a sin
to want to win?
a friend or two
and maybe you
I don't want to feel blue
So please make this true

If you let me I'll treat you well
I want to see you outside your shell
I'll keep the secrets I'm not to tell
I'll pick you up if you fell

I won't judge you
if you are true to me
I too have my vices
That you'll see
If you give me respect
I'll reflect
Correct
But if we can't connect
And I detect
I'll protect and reject the subject
Michael Smit
Written by
Michael Smit  M/Potchefstroom
(M/Potchefstroom)   
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   Vanessa Gatley
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