He's blinded by his circumstance. His
heart is not free; and he will never
see the real me. We share the some God,
but not the some belief’s; Not everything
is what it seem
I nurse my broken heart, but he will not
take me down; as he dose not wear a crown
and my God will be with me until I'm in
the ground. He is not to judge me, as
he is not above me.
In my shoes he has not walked, in my heart
he can not see; the hurt that empowers me.
Pity I do not need,just treat me equal
and my love you will be.