Pink, fluffy clouds 
Are hanging above me 

And I can only wonder 
When the storm is coming 

I have been blessed 
A thousand times over 

Yet, I'm not at ease...
'Til those blessings are squandered 

From feeling less-than 
By the age of six 

To the back of the class 
Dunce cap affixed 

Early age travesties 
Had stripped self worth 

I'll bury my resentments 
Deep in this earth 

What will TOMORROW bring? 
ANOTHER Godsend I refuse?

The suspense is killing me 
I'd wished it were killing YOU! 


You've sheltered me from EVERYTHING 
STILL holding my hand 

Just determined to ignore...
I'm an ungrateful man