I Sense It
i sense it
the stares,
the judging
you see me
as though i am
not there
you comment to
one another
what's wrong
with her
because i choose
a different
way
i don't
think like
you
i must be
wrong
you're always
right
the god that you
pray to
the god that you
seek
lives in my heart
too
yet it seems
to me
that you
think that he
only lives
in you
it must be so
because
heaven surely
knows
that
you all are
right
and I am
wrong, wrong
wrong
i sense it
Copyright © Lanna Carpenter | Year Posted 2007
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