Sometimes I gain a consciousness
Towards what I've known was right all along.
And it has taken me a series of events,
To see that I am enriched with the wisdom that someone lacking may be wrong.
May God grant me a humble heart to strike a position that prevents
Another one from taking the color from out of my world; the story inside my song,
And I will hold on to myself as long as I remember my own flesh is where I belong.
Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 11:40 PM UTC
Sometimes I gain a consciousness
Towards what I've known was right all along.
And it has taken me a series of events,
To see that I am enriched with the wisdom that someone lacking may be wrong.
May God grant me a humble heart to strike a position that prevents
Another one from taking the color from out of my world; the story inside my song,
And I will hold on to myself as long as I remember my own flesh is where I belong.
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