September 19, 2005 - 8:29 p.m.
"Stranger in Your Land"
Make it all go away The pain, the bleeding, the stains Serving in silence, undercover Secret service, I'm sick of hiding Bleeding, fighting for rights to be free To love whom I choose, when I choose
And you, sitting on the sidelines Stop the blame, stop the finger pointing You stand still, make up stories Unbelievable tales, from someone Who professes to know me well Well, remember this, I hate lies Hate deception and scarity cats Cause I never had the pleasure Of knowing freedom, complete fiction Lived my life with truthful factsYou, who know me well
You, who claim to love the real me Inside your head, across your bed I am figment of strange imagination A stranger in your land.
~ Soldier Girl
