If you knew me and my past….You’d know how it all began
You’d understand me & why … I am … the way I am.
Was just a little country gal…Who longed to be liked.
Who needed to fit in… like the spokes on a little bike.
Not the first to be on my own… or to be unlucky in love
Not the first to come from a broken home…or to lose a precious bub.
Just wanted to be accepted for the person that I am
Never wanted to be changed …and fought to stay the same
So forgive me if I’m stubborn …forgive me if I’m blunt
Forgive me when I need attention … or just simply to be hugged.
For I’ve cried a bucketful of tears… & dealt with hurtful truths
I’ve faced a lot of unsure fears … & spent time without a roof.
So if you don’t understand ..just ask me one on one
Why I am the way I am ..& where I have come from …..
© Meagan Lesley