When I get hurt, I struggle to find words
So I remain silent and walk away

These things I hope to never understand:
Willful sin
Lack of inner reproof
Words that put others down

I survived a demonic attack
I am a target of all evil people
I wish I could fight but my faith forbids
Blood of Jesus

When will it end?
I feel out of place
I'll never belong here
Called stupid
But my heart's not with this world