This Is Your Voice

Let Me In

The world provides me with endless opportunities, a vast choice of mysteries, it provides me the chance to meet the weird and wonderful, it makes everything in sight colourful.

Let me in, into a world where no person is the same, a world where some commit sin, whilst others would rather be plain, a world where you can mix with the rich, or a world where you are constantly someone's itch, where people want you to stick around, or somewhere where people just wanna kick you when you're down.

A life where you're judged for being different, and people are quietly whispering, because you're seen as someone unique, who provides an aura of mystique, yet at the same time you're also seen as boring, and people would rather see you falling, but you can only be yourself, until' you're placed onto a shelf, left on your own for centuries, with nothing but memories, and hatred for your enemies.

So just because I'm built differently, doesn't mean you have to be unfriendly, just provide me with beautiful imagery, that I can see vividly, provide me with inspiration, so I can lay down a foundation, so I can create a picture, that can be related to my very own scripture.

Deep inside, I'm still only me, frozen as ice inside, my emotions struggle to break free, I was given a start in life, that stabbed me deep inside like a knife, but I've only ever battled to make things right, just so I can make it through another night, and wake-up for another day, and look out of my window and pray, just to say, thanks, for keeping me going this way, even if everything in this world, is decided to be liked only if your part of the highest ranks, even if the smallest of people have the greatest of stories to be told.