Misfit. I Felt Like I Didn't Belong.
I Couldn't Sing The Same Songs
So I Felt Like I Was In The Wrong.
Misfit. I Couldn't Fit The Description Of Your Type.
Nor Could I Do What You Did And Get It Right.
Every Single Box You Placed Me In Felt Tight.
But I Always Held On With All My Might To Fight For What Didn't Even Look Right On Me.
No Matter How Hard I Squeeze We Always Seem To Sever.
I've Cried Tears For You That Flow Longer Than The Nile River.
But My Bible Made Me Realize That Evil Communication Is What Caused The Segregation Between God's People And The Sinner.
See, You Can Breathe In Those Surroundings But Your Air In My Perspective Is So Much Thinner.
So Now I Realize The Privilege To Know The Son Of Man.
And Since I Know Him As A Faithful Friend
I Know Through Him I Can
Do Anything.
Many Are Called But Few Are Chosen.
So If I Have To Be Left Alone, Let It Be
If I Have To Give My All And None Is Left For Me
I Decree That I Will Do It For God's Glory.
So If You Call Me A Misfit, I'll Except The Title Gladly.