Where I Belong
So many voices keep telling me what to do,
As I strive to see the sky bright blue.
I sometimes wonder did god ever work so hard,
Or was it for him easy as gardening a backyard?
I've fought my fight till now fair and wild,
I've endured fights of old to a child.
I dunno where I might end up or where I belong,
Just hopes that it would turn up beautiful like this song.
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