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Just How I Feel...
It's kinda hard to wear your heart on your sleeve
Especially when you don't have one that'll let you believe
I never thought about love as a possibility
In hearing that it's such a rarity
But take a look around, everyone's in love
Everyone's feeling that purity from above
It's amazing that something so rare
Was just standing right there
She found him at work
Another said she was a Wal-Mart store clerk
Same country, same town...even the same age
Man, and people call me strange.
God says you should love everybody, and I do
I even love that guy who colored me black and blue
But people continue to spread hate
Covering up with lies where love should originate
Some play the book like it's a one-for-all
Cursing all people who don't follow it all
Saying I'll burn, I'll die
Because I choose to love someone the same as I
Acting like this was a choice
Like a three year old girl was given that kind of voice
But God made me perfect, and so He did you
So what the exactly happened, what changed in you?
God says you should love us all
No matter the color, race, or your theories of what makes us fall
My heart may be different, but it'll always be bigger than you Because I'm willing to accept everyone and you're just afraid to
She told me Jesus used to walk with people like me
She called me filth and said thats all I'd ever be
I wondered what she meant, so I looked in the mirror
And everything became so much clearer
She was talking to the girl, not the boy in me
Who cut her hair short, finding who she really should be
She called me a dike and spit in my face
Because I try to be what I can't erase
God makes mistakes, she said at last
Look what he made you, a "boy", but I guess even he couldn't work that fast
I cried every night and cursed my own name
Until one day a kind preacher came
He told me I was special, and all else God could do
I was one of his own and a perfect one too
He told me that love has a funny way of showing
Through the eyes of a person who has no way of knowing
There's nothing wrong with being yourself
Just listen to your heart and nobody else
God gave you eyes, now what do you see?
I see a bright future for everyone but me
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