Black Sheep

Have you ever wished that you were someone else

Thought that others haven’t gone through the same hell

Wondered if you were destined to be the one to suffer

Wishing that this crooked, cruel life was done and over

Were you the one that got those glaring stares

Like what did I do to be the one to bear

All the slander, oppression and hate,

What did I ever do to deserve this fate?

And, sure, you may wish that you were different

Ending yourself might’ve even seemed considerate

But what good is that if you were meant to stand out

And shine so bright that you get picked from the crowd?

When everyone else seems to live life the same

And were born to conform to society’s frames

Why would you ever wish to be like them?

They are more like stones and you are a gem

Treating you the way they did was deliberate

To make you feel like you were less than adequate

But being the black sheep is more than a blessing

Because “ordinary” isn’t part of your programming

And you’ll learn to love every part of who you are

Especially everything and everyone that gave you scars

Because you’ll not know it until you take that first step

To take the paths that others would least expect

You’ll hardly believe it but there are others like you

That’s fought through the hardest of breakthroughs

And sooner or later you’ll find out and realize 

The soul in your heart was meant to be liberalized

Not shoved and kept in a corner, under wraps,

Trained to be quiet and breadcrumbed with scraps.

You were born to be loved, treasured, and free, 

and someday you’ll use that and learn to lead.

But, for now, know you’re here for a reason

And your self worth will grow after every season

When you know true love starts within you

And you believe in your own value