I am writing not to flaunt
But because my sanity is at risk
I've been staring at an empty sheet
while my anguish heart
Is raging against its cage
Seeking freedom from its dank cell
Mourning from the judgment of murky society
Oh dear, am I walking on the wrong side of heaven?
But the path is too righteous to be in hell
I heard so many voices, a mouthful of hatred
They're gaze of anger burning us to ashes
Throwing stones at the stump where I stand
Oh God, this is your people who claim to love you
What have I done to hate me this way?
I ONLY LOVE . . .