This life I occupy
Is not my own.
Everyone I thought loved me
Has left me alone
To die and waste away.
"You have chosen this path!"
"It is your burden to bear!"
All I have chosen
Is to be honest and share
My life and to finally be free
From all the desperation
And sorrow inside me.
"Blood is thicker than water!"
They used to say.
But now they tell me
To just go away
And be all alone
To die and waste away.
I have gone away
But I'm not alone.
I wonder if they will care
When God has taken me home
To be with Him
And finally be free
From all of "His chosen ones"
That have persecuted me.