Its a feeling that I'm not quite in place
The place I'm supose to be
Here amongest the civilized who share my blood
I was born wild in this house of elegant beauty
How alone I am in this mass of strangers
Oh how I long to be amongest the heathens
Who howl and prowl in the open night
They are my home
But forbidden am I
And forced to act civil
Oh how I must look to my kin
Whose wildness was tamed
I am a sweet rebel in this world of rules and laws
Oh proper world and all its amenities
I just want to be with my kind
I just want to be understood
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 1:04 PM UTC
Its a feeling that I'm not quite in place
The place I'm supose to be
Here amongest the civilized who share my blood
I was born wild in this house of elegant beauty
How alone I am in this mass of strangers
Oh how I long to be amongest the heathens
Who howl and prowl in the open night
They are my home
But forbidden am I
And forced to act civil
Oh how I must look to my kin
Whose wildness was tamed
I am a sweet rebel in this world of rules and laws
Oh proper world and all its amenities
I just want to be with my kind
I just want to be understood
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