I am a stranger in these parts you can see it from the way I smile always polite at my best I cannot let my guard down I am easy to detest here you have been here a while have family, have friends I tried to be one of you but I’m busy making ends meet you try to be sweet but I can see through you much like you see through my smile and know I am struggling but I pretend like I am not and you let me go back to where I’m from where I’m well liked I used to live in their hearts but I am a stranger in these parts you don’t like strangers here or maybe you don’t like me don’t fit into your pack never wanted to fit in all I wanted was to get you to smile back
This blog is intended to be a journal to record memorable moments of joy and gratitude. This is meant to be entirely my own experience of things and of no other person.