Do we have a home?
To us who don't have a place in people's hearts,
To us who haven't made peace with our pieces,
To us who our scars seem so deep to want to heal,
To us who have searched and never found,
To us who haven't had the word to share with the world,
Do we still have a place to call ours?
If you have met people who loved you,
And they forgave you for who you are,
Glue to them but quit to blame us for who we are,
We have tried, but it didn't work out for us,
We cried but it didn't seem to dry up,
We spoke, but it didn't all come out,
We heard but listened to our hearts each time.
Time and again, we have failed us
We have hurt us all the time,
But isn't that what became of us?
We tried, well, we are off,
Off to meet our destiny, one we don't know
And here and now, I say, if we never return,
We found a place for us and don't come looking for us.