Intolerance sees the difference, as a child being bad,

broken from the pain of my past,

lost most of the opportunities I had,

can’t seem to move on very fast, and

looking in the mirror — scared in my own skin.

Scared of what people will do to me.

I can’t get away from where I’ve been.

The light comes to shine on thee and

Boom! The world changes everything.

Feeling great, like I’m at the peak,

voice soaring as I can sing,

but now you choose not to speak.

No Longer will I be alone.

Today this will finally feel like home.